" Gota spare fag, mate?" He is LUSH! He's a young'un, probably mid-teens and he's dressed in sweat pants and a white sports t-shirt which clings to hi... slender but firm torso. " Er, yeah, sure " I squeak,lol. He plonks himself down next to me and I offer hm a cigarette. " These will kill you, you're way too young to die ". He laughs and says, " Could say the same to you, they'll kill ya, not that you're too young to die ". Cheeky fucker. My cock's deflated a bit but my bell-end is still. Where did she keep the key?I’d never had to search for it. Never was here without the whole family. But before she’d given me a spare to her house near the city, she kept a spare outside…The AC unit. Out back. I nodded to myself.My skin itched as I trudged through the water soaked grass to the backyard. It felt hot, over-aware, like someone was watching.I stopped. Looked around, but the shadows didn’t move. Crickets sang and I heard the faint hush of lapping water. Paranoid.I turned on. That was to be expected. I hadn’t seen this man in almost ten years. Still, there was no question in my mind. This was the same man I remembered.The man directed his two boys over to the area where the Tiger Cubs were sitting. He found a seat on the far side of the chairs provided for the parents. I glanced down at the Bear den and my son, Colin. Colin was the tallest boy in his den. I glanced at the man and then back at my son. If I ever had any doubts, I no longer did. My son’s thin build and. Joe returned to whispering in my wife's ear. He swapped ears as she turned to face me. I wondered what he was asking, because I could see her trying to make a choice. It was written all over her face. She was struggling furiously with some moral dilemma. Joe simply captured her lips again, and withdrew all of his awesome weapon, then thrust it back in with one brutal thrust. He did this several times more, and I noticed that each time he did, her pussy gaped a bit wider.After a half dozen.