I really wanted to ask him if he had ever taken part in one of those circle jerks he talked about and I wondered if and when I'd ever see his dick aga...n. As it turns out it was the very next time that we were home alone together. Ricky called me down to the family room and before I got there I knew what was up. I just knew. As I entered the room, Ricky, wearing only a bathrobe held up a video tape. 'Best Butts, Vol. II! You up for it b*o?' 'Um, yeah Ok.' I was determined to be more mature about. Eric still had his hand in her hair and he yanked painfully on her hair until she obediently opened her mouth. He then spit the beer into her mouth, she closed her mouth but didn’t swallow. “If you know what’s good for you,” he growled ominously, “you’ll swallow that without losing a single drop.” Shay was all to familiar with his threats, so she did. He spit-fed her beer until she could hardly hold her head up. She turned her head as he tried to give her more, and he yanked on her hair. Besides, I wanted more. After a while I took her hand away from me. She must have thought we were done, but I quickly disabused her of the notion by pulling my pants, and then my underwear, down to my thighs, so that my erect cock was bobbing in the dim light. Carol backed away slightly, thinking perhaps that I was going to take her after all, but I caught her arm, then pulled her panties free of my pocket, and pressed them into her hand, saying “Use these.” She stared with some dismay, first. He smiled as a thin mist sprayed across his bare chest. He opened his saddlebag and pulled out a pack Roran and Katrina had packed for him with the help of Carvahall. Inside were 2 pairs of hand woven tunics and leggings made by Elain and Katrina, a Dagger forged by horst, a number of herbs to combat seasickness from Gertrude and Angela, a pair of Gloves Roran had payed quite a sum for in Illirea, pieces of Saphira's egg which Horst and Roran had found after sifting through the wreckage of.