Torpedo way! Tim’s sunk! I rested in Tim’s ass for a couple seconds and felt Fred’s cock slip out. Holy shit, I’m not even touching the sides....Our boy is fully gaped! I pull out and Fred puts Tim in a bear hug.I’m looking at Tim’s gaping hole, it is still open the size of half dollar. I just couldn’t help myself, I grabbed the lube and put it on my hand and pushed 4 fingers into Tim’s abused ass. He didn’t even grunt or moan or anything…might as well try squeezing the thumb in. That got his. She had placed her brush and comb on the dressing table. She had laid out he night gown and night cap on her bed in preparation of a good night's sleep. She removed her uncomfortable boots which her mother had insister were all the style in London. They were used boots that someone else had worn. That woman had died and Herodias' mother had bought them from her son for six pence.Herodias thought that women of quality wore stockings but she had none. There were so many thing that she did not. The bathroom was nice and warm and we had all seen each other in the nude, so while having a conversation with a naked teen-ager in my lap was kind of strange, it was also very business oriented. Gwen had an idea about how she wanted the Cat to take some nude pictures of herself: She always wanted to know what she looked like coming, and she'd like the set Cat had done of Katrina and me, as the Cat had captured the tone Gwen was looking for, the way she saw herself in those pictures she had in. Shot a 74. Ha, ha! No, I’m not lying!’ ‘Joe, you got a minute?’ ‘For you, Les, I got five!’ ‘Joe, I’m sure you can understand our need to cut corners around here.’ ‘Oh, sure, times are tight.’ ‘We’ve got us a problem with Mr. Eddie Jones.’ ‘Jonesie? He’s a good man, Jonesie.’ ‘Joe, the dumb bastard has dug himself a great big hole, and quite frankly I don’t know what to do about it.’ ‘Go on.’ Les took a deep breath and said, ‘It sorta goes like this, Joe. About four months back, Mr. Jones used.