So he snatched the bike chain, yanked real hard bringing the wielder of the chain up close, and said: "This is the asshole who was about to whack you ...ith a bike chain, buddy. What do you want to do?"What Rick wanted to do was teach the guy a lesson. But before he could get more than a few good licks in, the teachers came and broke it up. "I'll remember you, asshole," Rick said to the hapless bike chain wielder, before walking off."George Sanders," George said, walking next to Rick."Rick. . mybreasts. Oh god! The feeling... so soft and yet the sensation... ohmy. I ran my hands over them again, grabbing them this time, shakingthem. I pilled them out and over my bra and began massaging them. Ohlord, this was incredible! I was overwhelmed with pleasure and I couldfeel myself getting, well, wet. As if on autopilot one of my handsguided itself downwards, ready to slip into my panties."What. The. Fuck?!"I snapped back into reality, greeted by the sight of my rather. When I finished and she went in to take hers, I closed my eyes and imagined it again.It was almost a month later before we were again dating 2 guys, and one had a car. I had given Robby the heave-ho right afterward, but because I was now single and Matt did not have a car, it was back to church dances. But it was at one of those I got to know Jack better and we had started dating. And even better, Jack had a car. Or at least access to one, his mom's, a 1961 Valiant station wagon. We went to the. “Keep looking at me,” Andy told her as he entered her mouth. She could smell her ass juice as his cock slowly slid in. “Now suck it,” came his command. As her lips slowly closed around his cock Andy was unimpressed with her efforts. Still holding her hair with one hand he grabbed her chin with the other and held her head still as he started to thrust in and out.The only sound in the room was Charmaine’s mix of choking and gargling as Andy made his way to the entrance of her throat. He now.