You're an 18 years old male who lives in a small, peaceful fictional town called Wingston. Wingston's population consists of around 7,500 people. The ...losest nearby town is about 25 miles away. Wingston barely gets any visitors, and only a few people who live in the town have ever left. All the food the people eat in Wingston comes from the farms that can be found scattered across the town. The town of Wingston has a few schools, stores, and public buildings. The best thing that Wingston has to. ”“Are we going to start acting like old married people daddy?”“In some ways that will be good just in terms of knowing each other well and having confidence in each other. In other ways, I hope we always act like horny teenagers, or at the very least, newlyweds.”We had breakfast sent to the room. So far, we weren’t using the big bedroom the way I thought we would. I think the girls were nesting and making territory in a new environment.After we ate, we just cuddled until passion flared up, and. Colin just wondered… Kira stayed close to him as he browsed the books on her shelf. Her original plan for the evening was nothing more than some relaxing wine and a nice dinner, but now Colin was here with his tight jeans and faint male smell… she was beginning to get other ideas. “I see you like games.” Colin indicated the stack of board games and jigsaws on her bottom shelf. Kira gave a short, self-depreciating laugh. “I used to. There’s never anyone around to play much these days. . His mouth was pulling on his balls so forcefully to almost detach them from Jorge’s body. Only about 10 minutes at the most and Jorge knew, he was about to blast off, when the man removed his mouth from the cock and began sucking his own finger. Having no experience, Jorge had no idea what was next until he felt the mouth back on his cock and balls along with the slick finger sliding between his ass buns and seeking his hole. “Damn”, he whispered loud, as the man found his hole and probed in.