." H ... hell ... Hello?" George... ? Larry ... Have you heard... ?" Wha ... what time is it?" Seven thirty ... why?" Aw ... Kripes, Man ... Have some...respect for the dying ... Call me back when it's daytime, will ya?"I dropped the phone on the floor and stuffed my head under the pillow. A minute later, this god-awful wailing sound started drilling holes in my brain ... Oh! BLAST! The phone's off the hook ... I'll never get back to sleep now.Expressing my feelings with the most colorful. Then I took out my cock and shoved it. His cock was limp, and after my few thrust it went errect. He began to stroke it while I was sloly penetrating. He quicly came and his cock went limp again. Then, I took out my cock. Looked at the condom, all greasy luckily not dirty. I tool out the condom and trew it and shoved my bare cock into him. It was tough as the cock was rough, tough the lubricant eased it. after few pushs it began easy again and i began pounding and suddenly I knew I was going to. He had been given a description by her friend, short, 5’ 2”, 100 pounds, brunette, and would be wearing a bandana over her hair and carrying a large backpack. He forgot if it was a red or blue one, and several girls fitting the description seemed to magically appear at the station. But when he saw her, he knew she was the one.“Alison?”“Yes. Are you Tom?”“Glad to meet you,” as they shook hands.He took her pack, “I hope you don’t mind taking the subway. But it’s only a little way.”“Oh, no, and. With all that black hair and red lips, I could just eat her up. Checking out an hour early, I went home to ‘play’ with myself in my room before the ‘Pat’ person arrived. As I turned my key in the lock, I heard mom’s voice. ‘Honey?, Jessica?, is that you? Your Aunt Pat is here. Come and meet her again.’ I walked into our kitchen. Standing next to the sink with mom was not a ‘Pat’ type at all, but a tall, shapely, beautiful woman. She had short black hair, tanned, unlined skin, blue eyes and the.