The dark veins writhed up the underside of his cockstalk as he stepped up behind the teenager and slowly sank to his knees.His prick thrust out above ...er uptilted ass like a weapon with which he was about to batter her ass. Wanda whimpered in expectation, lowering her head to the ground and shoving her ass up higher. As her bottom roses Carson's thick cock nestled into the crack of her ass. He groaned and took a stroke up that tight crack, his smoking hot cockshaft spreading her ass cheeks. .’ He then showed me how. And for a moment, for just a second, I could hear Sylar in his voice. Yeah right, Sylvester Peters as Sylar. That’s a laugh. Or could it? ‘Hey Sly? Is your middle name by any chance Sylar?’ I asked just in case. ‘No.’ He chuckled. ‘You thought about that to have you?’ And I wondered. I really wondered who the hell Sylar was. That Night . . . I lay in bed that night, thinking about him. Who could he be? What was his next move? When was I going to talk to him again? I. Jeff came in just a couple of minutes. Happy it wasn't my butt he stuck his big dick in, it was my turn. Jeff grabbed the tree and spread his legs. I spat on his hole and used the pre dripping from my dick to lube my dick. As I pushed against his butt he pushed back. He was tighter than David was the first time, but I slowly pushed in. Jeff actually started moving his hips back and forth as I fucked him. His dick was hard again and David stroked him. I came in a few minutes. We wiped each other. That IP looked like hers. I placed my coffee next to the keyboard, "I don't have any plans for today if that's what you're asking"."would you like to come to my place for dinner?"I grinned; I've been to her place a few times before. It was a cool house with a swimming pool and such, inherited from her favorite uncle. I know, at my age, I shouldn't be so giddy about swimming pools, but I couldn't help it. I love swimming pools."My, my, girl. You're asking me for a dinner date? What would your bf.