“I just couldn,to resist your big cock, Martin, sorry!” “Don,t apologise, Joe, I like you just as much. We can play with each other for as long ...s we want. Fishing can wait!” “There,s only one ROD I want to hold now Martin and I have it in my hand!” I sighed and began to stroke him properly. Meanwhile he,d moved slightly so he could release my cock to reveal my eight inches of circumsised Male meat which he now also stroked and my cock Adored his gentle touch. He then surprised me by leaning. She felt like a grandma in these. If it were up to her she wouldn’t wear them at all, but she would be whipped for that too. Apparently it would cause her to ‘relapse’. What did it matter to them if she found herself sexy? She put on her denim shirt and old jeans, as well as some ripped up sneakers, before exiting her cell and going into the hall. She looked around; looking at all of the faces she had come to know. Harris, the old man who shot his wife and kids seventeen years ago, scuttled. “Exactly the opposite. He wants to make a change all right. He wants Tina to stay over at his place for an end of the month weekend only. Says, she is showing signs of missing her mom. I have to say, Ian, that I’ve seen the signs too, but she does love the man, but as he said, Tina is a momma’s girl.”“Wow!” he said.“He and I agreed to disagree and to revisit the arrangement in the future, but for the time being Tina will be here most of the time. If we have something going, she will be able to. "Did somebody say desert?" Steve opened the box and pulled out a couple of pies. After they had polished off both pies, Steve yawned, tired and full. "Let's go to bed, baby, I'm still tired. I've had a hell of a week." They hugged, Curtis' hands wandering. Steve was just too overwhelmed by events of the past week. They crawled into the same bed, holding each other, comforting each other. They were soon asleep.Steve woke up with a strange sensation. He had been having a strong erotic dream. As.