Standing on my side of the table, I was massaging her back when I felt her hand searching for the bulge in my briefs. When she found it, she grasped i..., squeezed and then began rubbing on it. I imagined that it was the same thing she did for Jim. Then her hand traveled up and then inside my waistband and fished my hard cock out. She stroked it a few times and then went back in for my sack and pulled it out too.She played as I massaged her back and watched Jim massage her butt. He was doing the. He gently held my head as it bobbed on hiscock, then he groaned VERY loud as his cum filled mymouth. I gulped over and over again until it was allgone. Tom lives about 150 miles away, but he says thathe will visit me and Trelane every chance he gets.I somehow believe that he will! lol I checked my "personals" mailbox one day inDecember of 1999. I was surprised to see a reply froma man called "cen-tex bear". I had forgotten allabout placing the personals ad months before, whichbasically. But my dick didn’t waste any time responding to the scene. I stood there rubbing my growing bulge and watching the action for probably a couple of minutes before Dad looked up and saw me. Rather than looking like he was shocked or embarrassed, he just grinned, gave me a thumbs-up and asked, “You want a piece of this action, son?”Sherry looked up and smiled broadly, apparently pleased to see me. She motioned me over and demanded, “Drop ‘em, bro!” My first inclination was to turn around and. He had the detonator." he said."Than it's a plant. If it was real the chick in the car would have blown her up with the car bomb. Dead whores tell no tales," I said."So what do we do?" he asked."Why hell son, we listen to their tale, then we break their asses." I said."So who do you want first?" he asked."Bring me the chick," I said. I pushed the furniture against the wall to make an open space. I put one of the clunky metal folding chairs, I had bought at a yard sale, in the middle of the.