I had coffee and donuts ready for Sam and me. We sat in my downstairs family room and began to talk.“Something’s on your mind, Sam,” I said as s...on as we sat down.“Is it that obvious, Ben?” he replied.“Well, yeah. Apparently so. What’s up?”He took a deep breath and let it out.“I have to talk about something that happened a few days ago. You know that I volunteer answering phones at the community help line.”“Yeah, of course. You’ve talked about it plenty of times.”“Right. And you know I get all. The first jet shot right up beyond his nipple, then the second into the middle of his chest and the third across his belly, as my hand felt his cum coursing up through his tool – 4, 5, 6, times he pumped, gobs of creamy cum now running down his tool into his bush of pubic hair.He writhed about in a mixture of agony and ecstasy, seemingly unaware in his alcohol-induced stupor. His head flipped violently back and forth from side to side, as his face flushed and he gasped in his sleep. And then. Ben was always a ‘breakfast first thing in the morning’ kind of guy, but with Laura missing, food was the last thing on his mind. He got out of bed and took a quick shower to help himself wake up then he dressed quickly in a pair of light khakis, a blue tee shirt and his sandals. He combed his hair and brushed his teeth before pulling up his shirt and rubbing the deodorant stick in each armpit one more time. Grabbing his wallet, shoving it in his back pocket with one hand, Ben grabbed for his. She moaned with my cock in her mouth. I stretched out and caressed her bare ass. I squeezed her ass, and the ran my finger very slowly along the wrinkled crease of her ass crack. She rolled her eyes back at this. As I forced my finger into her tight little butt, she took a sharp intake of breadth. I fingered her ass for sometime and by now she was moaning madly.“Do u want to feel a tongue out here?” I asked her as I forced my finger halfway into her ass.“MMffffff,” she replied sucking on my.