He lied to the young pup. she looked at it and he moved to where his penis was showing more. Do you want to try what your mom does to me? he offered i...nocently. Velvet was definatly currious but was nervious If you do dont bite down, suck on it easy like you did to your mom when you were little drinking milk. He smiled hidding his true discusting intentions. So the white stuff that comes out is like my moms milk? the male nodded knowing he was winning his lie over her. Velvet looked at his. Are you interested?" Yeah, I'm interested, but 12¢ per pound is kind of steep. Can you come down to 8¢ per pound?" No way, Mr. Malone. I have to make a profit, too, you know, and it will take me about half a day to make a delivery in the winter if I am lucky. How does 11¢ sound?" I might go to 9¢, but that is pushing it pretty hard." Suppose we split the difference and call it 10¢ per pound. You're hurting me at that price, but I do want to enlarge my business." Okay, 10¢ per pound it is, but. You run your hands across his abs and feel his ripped stomach and let a hand graze across his cock which is beginning to get longer and thicker. He turns around with his back to you and puts his hands head high against the wall. You soap his strong back, running your hands across it and moving down to his small tight ass asscheeks. You run your hands over them cupping them and slide a soapy hand down his crack and soap up his balls as he spreads his legs wider. You move your hand back up his. She saw that Brad was alone in his bed with his pants off and a bulging hard-on in his hand, his eyes glued to the action on the screen. Sara took in a little gasp of breath as she saw her son jerking off. His huge cock was pumping steadily and a light sheen of sweat coated his thighs. She wondered if he was close to erupting, and she touched her left breast with her hand, feeling the nipple through her lacy bra. With a shudder she pulled her eyes away and started toward her own bedroom, but.