“Well, how about lunch?” Raymond asked his son as they drove back home to San Antonio. “Are you okay?” Raymond needed to ask, a little stronge... to get Tim’s attention.“Huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry, dad, I was thinking about who would have done this to me?”“Don’t worry about that, Tim. Look, I know you are smart enough to have known that eventually, you would get onto someone’s bad side with the more and better you played each week. Sooner or later, you were going to piss off just the right guy, and. With a shrug, I pushed those thoughts aside and headed into the salon. As I walked in I looked around. Unsure of what to do, as I’d never been in such a den of vanity. I could never understand why anyone but a prostitute would go to such effort to look so sexually attractive. I bit my lip at the thought. Prostitute. Getting paid for sex. Getting paid to let strangers have you. Strangers having you. God. Shaking my head again, I took a deep breath. Trying to clear my thoughts as a beautiful. Just as she was to clear the last few limbs before hitting the ground her right ankle had gotten snagged in the fork of a branch. The weight of her body falling bent her ankle in a tight right angle causing yet another audible crack at the sudden stop of her fall.As the startled birds flew off and the forest resumed its tranquil state, there was only the slight swinging of Kelly's body in the gentle morning breeze. She was hanging by her right foot, upside down... her left leg swaying out and. “You two little faggots better not get me arrested for this, if you do I will find you and kill you and your entire families.”, he said as he tried to sound tough, but really his voice oozed pleasure. We took turns and took his cock as deep into our little mouths as we could while the other sucked on his hairy balls and jacked off his thick shaft. Precum leaked out of the head almost immediately and tasted bitter sweet just like my friend’s dad. This was the first, but not the last, adult we.