“I didn’t say you can answer my question! Alejandro!” Lucy screamed, whipping Alejandro’s butt cheeks forcefully and repeatedly, “bad boy!�.... I saw Alejandro get aroused and cock getting harder. It was time to give a little nudge from inside.I lubed and inserted the tip of the giant strap-on cock in his butt hole, watching his whipped red butt cheeks, “I want every drop of your cum out of you. Let’s milk your prostate!” I exclaimed, “Lucy, milk him as I fuck him, milk him in a cup, and he will. I mind the time a friend of mine got fooled by one of them types overat a local bar with questionable patronage. I never would have beenfooled, of course, but my friend... he was suckered from the start. Atleast he was till the crucial moment.How'd it go?"None of your business."Well, that was what my friend told me. I guess that is all right. Hewas a friend, and friends help friends. Even help keep secrets fromtime to time. Know what I mean?Ah, anyway, what with all these new medical. When I put my nose against her hip her aroma, pungent and yet sweet, filled my nostrils. Sweat predominantly, yes, but there was just a trace element of her body lotion, the one she applied religiously, every time without fail, after her shower. She liked showers.The sharp tang of her mixed with the flavor of my cum. I’ve sampled myself and found it uninteresting. I admit that, but sometimes in a show of solidarity it’s the right thing to do.For now, I extended my hand to slide lightly over her. "Abner Firestson, Miss, first mate of your father's fine barky, the April May, which as I guess y'know, sank off the Capes some, what is it now, eight or ten weeks ago. Lor, guess it's more than that. It's taken me that long to get here, ma'am. This is for you, f'your father actually but I have since learned that he is dead, so it's yours. I'm sorry, Miss, real sorry, my sincere condolences. I only met him once. Fine man. But I remember you, from a crossing some time back, I surely do, you and.