“You fucking bastard,” she sneered. “I’m not falling for that. You have fooled me for the last time.”Delivering a swift kick to his balls,...Darcy dropped Stephen to his knees. Keeping her hand on his shoulder so he didn’t slump over, she casually sauntered around to his front. He now whimpered and sniveled like the pathetic child Darcy could finally see him for.“You can lie, you can cheat, and you can hate me and my friends with everything you’ve got. But you will NEVER hurt them! And you. I just think that those shorts are a little revealing..." Jennifer added."Yeah, dad." Ian, his oldest son added. "You're showing everybody your dickprint." These are the best thing to wear when you're a serious rider like me," Sam replied. "They prevent chafing." Well you might want to shove a banana or something down there. Just saying," his son replied.Sam gave Ian a look that let him know that he was getting very close to crossing the line. He then turned to his wife."What about you?" he. His eyes hooded with desire, his manhood standing tall with respect, as I move around before him. Feeling giddy at the thought of being watched, I smile to myself and cup my breasts - for Tommy’s benefit. Feeling the music flow through me, I welcome the way my muscles burn as they bunch and stretch, twisting and turning my body. My nipples harden beneath the heat of my palms as I tenderly handle the soft skin of my plump breasts. My head lulls back. Wet hair tickles the top of my swaying. I went home and waited in my room until it was almost time for my first shit. i walked into the bar and it had few people sitting at the bar and one guy sitting at a table. i walked back to the manager office and knocked on the door. he called to come in and i walked in. he gave me my uniform and told me to go get changed in the locker room. i walked in and found a empty locker and took off my shoes and pulled my jeans down and pulled the black work jeans on and took off my t-shirt and pulled.