I stood facing the door I just came through, the broken lock hanging limply. I followed the sound of the voices as they went passed the place I had be...n standing. I heard them going up, their jack boots making harsh noises against the tile and wooden floors.Taking a breath I was about to continue with my assignment. Then I heard something, more of a whimper. I spun around, my rifle pointing towards the sound. I saw nothing but a large desk and several chairs and bookcases. But something had to. " "It's not junk!" My dad yelled back. I studied him. He was blonde, had unreadable grey eyes, and seemed a little quiet. He was only about an inch taller than me which was fine. Now there was someone I could hide behind in photos. We stood awkwardly together as my mom and dad argued whether or not it was junk. I sighed and walked back into my room. I pulled out the roll out bed underneath my bed. My mom had originally bought it for 'girly sleepovers' but it never happened. So this was the. He's really cool, and we have heaps in common. We've both just broken up with people, we both think relationships suck right now, and we both like white wine and Futurama. I think I'm gonna enjoy having a gay friend. With no sex I keep waking up horny. A week ago I was in the shower, and I got out, dried off, put the towel around me and walked into the living room. "See, this is what I'm talking about, Mike," I said, pointing to my boner under the towel. "I keep getting these, and it's. His head snapped around, his wet sticky lipsbrushing against the smooth flesh of Priscilla's knees. His balls,heavy with thick pony jizz, swayed between his powerful hind legs. Hesnorted."Ahhhh!" She shook, released the saddle horn, and leaned forward.Gripping the pony around his neck, she rubbed her swollen clit into thehardness of the horn. Lights flashed behind her fluttering eyes. "Don'tmove! Don't move!"Beauty obeyed. He calmed down, stopped pawing the earth. His ballsrumbled and the tip.