In fact, I hoped we could do this regularly.Two weeks go by and I was fucking Justin daily. One day we decided to skip school so we could fuck. My mom...was home so I thought we would have to go back to class but Justin said he knew where we could go. He told me about 2 guys in there 40s that let gay k**s go to there house if they needed a safe place to go. After knocking for a few seconds the door opened. An older man stood in the door way and welcomed us in. I'll never forget the way he looked. "I don't know. Nobody ever asked me that before." How many guys have you had --" I don't remember. A hundred. Two hundred. Nobody, not one of them, ever asked me that before." I'm asking. I want to know what makes you happy. I don't want to imagine it --" All the others, all they ever wanted was to satisfy their cocks, to shove them down my throat, up my pussy, or in my ass. Not that I ever minded it, 'cause I like them every which way. But you're the first one ever, ever, to want to know what. "It's about time," William said. He had wondered how long it would be before Claire would have a baby. He thought about the news and realized that receiving it was a little different than in the past. In the past, he would have been the first to know that Claire was expecting and he would even have known the gender of the child. The knowledge would have come upon him slowly and he'd never have the joy of being surprised by good news.Grinning broadly, Eddie said, "I'm really looking forward to. Reveiling her black shiny bra, black stockings and panties, she stepped out of her dress, her black heels tapping loudly on the bare, empty floor. Looking me in the eyes, she walked to me and putting her arms around my neck, kissed me open mouthed and passionately. My cock was throbbing, my head dizzy, as she took my hand and led me to the couch, motioning with just her index finger for me to follow her.She stopped at the edge and stepped out of her tiny, black thong. Laying back on the couch,.