"Oooh!" I moaned."Oh!" Mom exclaimed and stepped back."Oh wow," the bike salesman said. He grinned at me and muttered, "Lucky kid." Mom frowned and we...pushed my new bike outside the store."Can I ride it home?" I wheedled her. "Please Mom?"She laughed at my antics and told me, "Jeffrey, if you try to grandstand or do anything dangerous with it, that bike will be a nice tax donation after I give it to DI. "DI is short for Deseret Industries, the Mormon charity thrift store where foreigners go to. "I grabbed onto his cock and it jumped in my palm. Before he could he fucked me I wanted to give him some pleasure. I cupped his balls and his back arched so he almost shot off the bed. I tightened my fist and let the fingers of my other hand stroke his hair around the base of his cock.A drop of moisture formed at his slit showing how much he wanted me. John ran his hand along my thigh causing tingles to shoot through me. I kept fondling his balls, feeling their heavy hotness, knowing they. With that Cronthos was gone so fast that it appeared that he just blinked out of existence. I was left alone with Rebecca, a woman I hated, not as much though as I hated Medusa. "I have an idea," said Rebecca with a smile. "What is that?" "Well, I would assume that this Medusa probably already has a lair or whatever, and it probably a place we could uncover with a little research. No doubt this place would hold a connection somehow to Knowell." "You just might have something, but what about my. “I’m going to have wet knickers all the way home,” she smiled. We checked out and started the drive home. All the way, we would catch each other’s glance and giggle like teenagers. We were nearly back at Mandy’s house when we passed the road up to Black Hill; it was a notorious spot for lovers and dogging.“I thought you would be taking me up there for a last fuck,” Mandy joked.A quick U turn, and we were up there, clambering onto the back seat of my car. This time it was Mandy who struggled.