But in his case, he’s like this huge contradiction. He’s big and hairy and beefy like me but the k** is SUCH a fucking cocksucker. He practically ...egged me to fuck him and what k** does that to his father? But, once the guys on the crew figured out the Boss’ son was a whore, it was only a matter of time before I had to join in. I mean ignoring the fact that your k** is a fag just makes it seem like you’re clueless. And ‘accepting’ the fact that he’s taking loads out around the port-a-potty just. ” they all understood and smiled.Stefano stated “Yes, I understand. My wife and I just had twin babies 3 months ago and we cannot stop Nonno visiting just to see them.” Looking at his grandfather and smiling. “Not that we will ever say no to his visits.”Silvio smiled “Yes my bambino’s are beautiful.”On arrival in Melbourne Tullamarine airport Stefano had organise a limo to take them to the Marriott Hotel booking a king suite for Fred and Helena with a normal room for Richard.They had lunch in. He couldn’t have been more than a Grand Pontiff of the Nineteenth degree at the time, a fresh-faced boy in comparison to his current appearance. He had been full of excitement and wonder, eager to learn the closely guarded secrets of the ancient order to which he belonged. Not only that, but he had been desperate to rid himself of a lingering doubt that had haunted him for so many years, wanting confirmation that it was all real and not just some kind of elaborate cult. If he could see magick. ”“Other problem?”“Yes, sir. The problem that develops when you see this nightgown on a woman.”“Oh, that. That’s not a problem. I can deal with that.”“We’re here, sir. My partner has marked the dressing room area as closed for the next few moments, and, well, frankly, sir, I’m a bit randy, too.” She stepped closer to me so that her breasts were brushing against my chest. “That is, sir, if you’re willing and interested. And based on that bulge in the front of your trousers, you’re interested.”I.