“I’ll be right down.” She mumbled. Her husband Dave rolled over to quickly return to that sweet position that quickly brought sleep. “Maybe w... should have him see a professional?” her husband offered; he was halfway back to sleep. “A professional?” Del responded. “A psychiatrist, or psychologist…he is just fucking rude. Cares nothing about anything but himself. Are you going down to find out what his problem is?” Del got out of bed and put on a light robe over nightgown, thankful that her. .. sometimes one has to rise above the actions of their detractors... And I promised to allow her to make it up to me in bed later.So there you go.Branson was ... quiet.After being gone for so long, coming back in a very damaged boy’s body, and having been busy in all sorts of unhealthy ways since arriving in Ross’ body, the lassitude of Branson was a bit of shock. It was a good shock, but a shock all the same.The strip was as I remembered. It was not as busy as it was during my previous times. It flung out begging for attention. It was 9 inches long with a fat head on it. I Licked his balls, as he moaned an grabbed the back of my head. I ran my tongue up to the head of his dick and licked around it. I was teasing him and he liked it! I licked my lips and took the head of his dick into my mouth sucked it in and with the slurping sound let it pop out. Did just like that five or six times and without warning deep throated his whole dick. He moaned so loud and pushed my head down til I. He had a closer look at her now. Dressed in a modest blue blouse and skirt, Lara had strawberry-red hair that reached down to her shoulders, framing her cute, fresh face that made her look younger than Jenny, despite them being the same age. She also wore thickset glasses, giving her a rather nerdy look.“Lara, this is Robert. He’s a friend from school.”Lara piped up, “Oh, this must be the super-smart friend you’ve been telling me about?” She turned to Robert, “I’ve heard that she’s been.