Yeah, I've seen those kinds of briefs in shops. They have a sort of strap inside them, don't they?" Some of them do."Mine didn't. I didn't need any he...p to be able to make the sort of mound in my underwear you could stand a row of books on."Don't they hurt your balls, though?" he asked. "Doesn't the strap dig in?" I don't know," I admitted. "With this type, I think it's all in the stitching."I was lying, of course: these were just fairly bog-standard briefs, albeit well-branded ones with a. My body now perched in the passenger seat with my ass in the air and my mouth now only managing to suck about half of his cock in but covering him with saliva and working it over like it was my destiny. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, rubbing it against my face and then pushing my head down to his balls which felt so heavy in my mouth. I sucked them one at a time while he jacked his cock and continued rubbing it on my cheek. “ohh fuck boy you’re going to make me…”Was all I heard before he. Everything from doing lunch to bowling, of all things. He had tried it all, trying to find out what it would take to get Robin to go with him somewhere, anywhere. Nothing had worked. Robin was determined that this Saturday was going to be the perfect night. The game started at 3:00. Danny was picking her up out front of the dorm at 2:00. It was almost 9:00 now. She had to pick the perfect thing to wear. She didn’t have any clothes from Tech. She needed to wear school colors to show her support. With a whimper of frustration, fear, anger, lust and a dozen other emotions we haven't discovered yet, Fred did indeed whip it out."Oh, Daddy, it's beautiful! It's so big and red. Does the sight of my wet pussy riding up and down Unka Howie's prick make yours bigger? Does it make it bigger because you are imagining it in my pussy? Would you like to fuck me, Daddy? Huh? Would you?" Look how Unka Howie's big dick stretches the lips of my tight pussy. When I raise up, they pull out and go back.