"Forksplitters're tomorrow!"Jen reached for the singer's mop of black curls and put her hand through his virtual face. "Pa couldn't stay in dock an ex...ra day, could he? I wish we had better jacks. You could probably smell his sweat in this clip... or maybe taste him?" She grinned."I can get a copy of the broadcast for a small fee," Gemmy volunteered."We should!" Jen's eyes lit up. "We can hide it in with the rest of the shopping!" Forksplitters?" Molly wrinkled her nose. "Oh, but for Red. .HARD! He moistened his lips with his tongue ….her legs went on for miles… as he imagined spreading them wide and tasting her, all the while sliding two fingers inside of her and making her cum. She could feel his eyes on her as she walked across the room. He was standing there leaning against the wall with a drink in his hand looking like he owned the place. He was wearing dark pants and a crisp white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up a few inches above his wrist, along with a. "No, it's an expression. You're right. So I will head down river, but I need to do something first," I said. I put the DUK into park, and climbed out of the DUK and ran back to the trailer and flipped the switch to the other direction and the collar was sucked back into its storage compartments. I was back inside the DUK and driving across the ford and turned southwest towards the lake in the distance.I hoped keeping the rapid river between us and the other side would keep us safe. We traveled. Anyway, it's a date." No, it's not a date. It's a set time for recreational homosexual sex," James walked off.Thursday came and went, but on Friday James was doing his business in the loo when Bob's head popped under the cubicle wall, followed by his bare torso and stubby penis. He was barefoot, and he said he needed to go for a piss and where better than James' bum. James said no. We agreed Tuesday, at my house, after school."Keep quiet," whispered Bob. He grabbed James, produced a pair of.