"Tell that fucking solicitor to get his fucking arse in gear" he said as mum stepped aside to let him out, the smile on her face as we watched him cli...b into his car and pull away had nothing to do with him, but more to do with my finger that was prodding at the tiny little hole between mum's buttocks!"That reminds me" she said with a shudder and came into my arms to kiss me, "I replied to Karen yesterday, let's see if she's sent me a message"Our mouths opened and she sighed as we kissed deeply. ‘Yes I do. It goes to the splinter in the ER kind of thing,’ Peter said. ‘Deacon, we screen these people well. Actually you will be part of the screening process,’ Iva said. She walked to a cubicle near the empty reception desk. ‘You have already met Helen. Helen this is Deacon Sims. Helen is our computer genius and receptionist. Helen Deacon is an analyst. He was formerly with the FBI.’ Iva said. ‘Oh why did you decide to come to bankrupt Detroit,’ Helen asked. ‘I needed a change,’ Peter said. And Martin started to play with Jack's cock. Just like Matt was doing to his cock.Then Jack broke the kiss. It was insane, yes, because the erotic sensations in his body were amazing, the touch of his big brother was heaven, but... He had to say it:"I wanna try." What?" A cock up my ass. Please, Matt, do it! I want to know how does it feel like! I have to know."Matt smiled. Martin smiled, too. And Jack suddenly got nervous:"I mean, Marty..." Hey, don't worry, little bro. Matt was the first guy. Veronica looked over at Kevin with a smile on her face. She ran her right hand through his brown hair."Oh, come on," Veronica said. "It could be worse you know." Yeah," Kevin said. "How?" Well you could have been kidnapped by a gang of over sexed gay men, who would fuck you up the ass," Veronica smiled.Tammy and Suzette laughed but Kevin, turning red in the face, just looked at Veronica with anger in his eyes."Instead you got kidnapped by three beautiful black vixens," Veronica continued. "So.