Did you know that two or three glasses of wine a day reduce you chance of giving a shit!Not to be technical but according to chemistry Alcohol is a so...ution.I am not a alcoholic, alcoholics need a drink. I already have one.Sometimes when I reflect back on all of the wine I drink, I feel shame. Then I look into the glass and think of all the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes and dreams.If I didn’t’ drink the wine they might lose their jobs and all of their hopes and dreams would be. Surprisingly it was clear as day. "pretty neat, eh? My dad just got a decoder" awesome"So we sat there quietly watching a video with some "cheerleaders" being anal sluts.we both lightly rubbed ourselvesAll of sudden casey piped up "god I wish I could have anal with a cheerleader"Now Casey's sister was a cheerleader, and hot so of course I agreed."yeah, it would be great for sure"."nothing like someone eager"I said I needed to go to the bathrrom and headed out of the room down the hall.I. Her ass feels good as I rub it feeling the welts under my hands.I spit into her asshole and take my position behind her. She is aching to be fucked again.Laurie has been writing and asking me to fuck her ass and fill her up - she loves the feeling of my cock as it enters her ass, the pain is good to her, she enjoys it. I give it to her. My cock slides into her already stretched ass easily. She throws her head back and sucks in air. I am not gentle - immediately I am shoving my cock balls deep. Kean pushed me back forcefully so I was pushed against the wall and began thrusting in and out of my mouth.“Just relax, and let daddy fuck your mouth” He said.I tried to do as he said, and soon he was sliding almost all of his dick down my throat. I gagged a little, but that only made his cock slicker with saliva. Soon his balls were pressing up against my chin and my nose was buried in hair with every stroke. His strokes became more erratic and he began to grunt. I knew he was about to cum,.