No one came at this time and Brad was starting to think maybe it was just a very distasteful joke. Finally Karren went home and Brad was left alone at...the bus station. Brad was just trying to light a cigarette when suddenly someone said:»No more of those for you, at least not in my presence you slut«Brad turned around and saw for the first time his tormentor. He was a tall handsome man in his 40ies with gray white hair cut short and blue cold eyes covered by glasses. He was wearing a large. So, without thinking anymore about it I just dove in! I take your balls in my mouth and your cock in my hand!!!!You keep pressing your hips higher. With your balls in my mouth I’m gagging from the size. My mouth is stuffed. But since your hips are off of the bed my hand is completely wrapped around your cock now. I am seriously having second thoughts about this, but, I couldn’t control myself. I had to have more...So I position my head under your hips. I look up and your cock is right there!. “Shhh! Shhh! Lawrence!” Rena was bouncing him. The nurse was there as Rena stood to her six foot height. “Shhh!”“Where’s his sister?” I asked as Vanessa cleaned away the mess I had made. Blood was flowing again.“She sleeps after she eats.” Rena said through Lawrence’s screams. “She’s upstairs with Olivia.”“Not like his dad then,” I grinned. “Get me on a tit and I’ll knock off as soon as the white spits out.”“Gross, Brian.” Rena said. “Take him to see Mel when he’s cleaned up, Doc.”“I will.” She. ’ ‘It’s starts with ‘A’ sir.’ Harry whispered and turned away. ‘Boone get your butt out of this office and go and find us a front page lead story. Leads don’t have to be always written by senior reporters. Earn your wages.’ Scowling and playing with his pencil moustache, the chief reporter looked at the story in his hand about the new Chief Postmaster predicting the demise of mail trains. Mr Spencer realized he was holding that day’s lead story providing nothing of greater moment turned up..