There were regular wank races in the urinal at my high school . usually two or three boys rubbing for all they were worth into a large wide steel piss...ur. They would grunt and watch each other. Seeing if their rivals was getting near to the vinegar strokes and if they suspected they were behind they would rub more furiously. I remember the first time I saw this from the back of the crowd , luckily I was tall , and I found the action rather erotic and I also became aroused.some of the other boys. "It's a dream baby, you can do anything you want, anywhere in the world, I mean, come on, use your imagination." Well, if you're really bored I need a chaperone to go visit some strangers. I would like to see if Lizzy can be around the adults or if they're going to give her the kind of problems she had looking at Samantha. I figured I'd take you or Shannon for the girls."Lizzy put her book down, "Thanks, Jimmy, I appreciate that. I'd like to try again with Samantha but not just yet. What did. He looked up to me and asked, “What did you find out dad?”“You look like you have seen a ghost my son.” I chuckled. “What do you think I found in your room?” Now I was the calm one. I could feel how he felt. He was scared shit. The situation was totally under my control and I knew what to do.“Well I am not sure what are you talking about.” Kevin said.“Well you know just some panties and stuff.” His eyes went big. I was clearly enjoying the situation.“Really, they must be Carol’s. You know how. They walked into the room as if they had done it a hundred times before. He was a good looking fellow, who was about ten years younger than Loretta. They drew the curtains across the window and closed the blinds.Unfortunately, I had not thought this far ahead. I had no idea what to do now. I guess the reasonable thing to do would be to wait until Loretta got home that evening and then confront her. Emotions won out over reason. I got out of the car and walked to the motel door.It was an older.