I should be old enough to know that I’ll get snake-eyes on the final throw. It was the looks, from you to me to you to me and always longer than str...ctly necessary. Like a fish in a dish with your hook in my mouth, I took you all the way in. You pierced me and you crawled inside, curled up with me like original sin. Now you sit in that chair and you just stare and stare, for where’s the harm in looking? Perhaps you’d like to dance, but will not chance to ask? I wonder and wonder, what can it. The smell of good food cooking! Jenny and I sat down to eat, she looked so beautiful and had this devil smile on her face.She asked“after she does the dishes could we watch a movie,” I said “sure.” She picked out a romantic movie not really to my liking but what the heck. I get the movie ready she brings in 2 glasses of wine, I sit on the couch she starts to sit down but then lays down and puts her head on my lap. We drink a little wine then watch the movie all the time jenny's head is on my. The man was completely disarmed, more vulnerable than Carson had ever seen him, melting and weak and tugging at himself. “What’s that?” he asked, desperate. “While I was out,” said Carson, careful to not reveal even a hint of excitement in his voice, “I got myself a little spruced up.” Carson put one hand over his cheek and pulled, revealing his freshly bleached hole, waxed raw. From behind, he looked just like a rubber toy--his skin smooth and hairless. Armisen moaned. “Nice pink pussy…” He. He reluctantly agreed to her leaving. Several days after Mom had left, I went into their bedroom to pick up and change the sheets. There I found Oscar sprawled out naked on the bed, stroking his huge hard cock and moaning, his muscular hairy body for the entire world to see. When Oscar saw me, he motioned for me to come to the bed. I walked over to the bed and as I did so I felt my cock rise up in my jeans, and a thrill go through me. As I approached the bed, Oscar cried out that he was oh so.