He grunted and gave a nice load. The nurse said they were also checking volume, but there didn't seem to be a problem with that!After some parting in...tructions and a two month follow up,Harl left the office and stopped at the liquor store for some vodka. He liked his vodka martini, and today was in the mood for one. After instructing the car to take him home, he just relaxed, but found himself rubbing his cock through his pants. He was satisfied after the nurse's mouth and hand work, but. "Kiss it bitch haha." He ordered. He had a big ass. It wasn't boney, it was hairy like his balls. I lent over and started kissing each cheek, I tried to stay as far away from his crack."That's it little bitch! Worship that ass haha." He and Ben high fived as Ben took photos."Now time to use you're tongue, start licking it!" Dean ordered.I closed my eyes and swallowed my pride again as I had to start licking his ass cheeks. I tried to avoid as much of the punishment as possible, so I did short. Looking out the window another thought came to her ‘Woe be tide anyone who may wish him harm.’ Had anyone been looking at her in that moment they would have felt the pure menace radiating off of her, this was not a woman with which you wished to fuck. ……………… Nicholas felt Ian’s presence long before the coast was in sight, shaking his head he moved towards the bow of the little trawler, interested to see just what Ian had on his mind. ‘Why are you coming after Michael Dane,’ Ian said standing. This story about my son and me, I believe, was a combination of circumstances and destiny; it certainly was not planned. This story is about the events that happened early in 2002, shortly after the invasion of Afghanistan . At the time I was 38 years old and my son was 16. As a loving and close family, we all played sport and shared much time together. I was tall and athletic at 5’-9”tall and still retained a good figure and good looks; whilst my son who was still growing, was already 6’-2”.