While never exactly tiny in that area, Jay knew his own natural equipment would have never made such an impression in his shorts. He thought he heard ...nickering coming from the beautiful woman on his left, but could not so much as turn his head to look.Jay's eyes finally traveled up to his face. Instead of his usual "doughboy" look, his face was chiseled, with long; dark lashes over steely gray eyes. His hair was black as night and hung past his ears. In fact, his hair... it seemed to still be. "Which is why I've been acting squirrely," I said."Gotcha," he said, crossing his heart. I hadn't asked him to keep any confidences, but the cross your heart thing has expanded applications."Thanks," I said, feeling much better."What website?" asked Scott."What?" What website did you get it at? Are there any more? Sometimes they have a whole series of the same chick. Maybe we can find more of this one and actually see her face. Maybe we can see her pussy!Another thing that changed, was that I. She didn't reply anything.Then I get continuous hitting on my ass and I screamed.Then SI said "madam you are very hot and you make us hot.Now we want to relax.If you didn't agree for that we will be forced to do it with your son's ass".I was shocked by hearing that and I can see very huge bulge in all 4 guys pants.Mom cried and said Yes.They all laughed.Then SI told her "now stood up bitch,we want to see your beauty".Mom stood up crying.They all laughed and circle around her.They squeezed her. My legs had the type of rubbery shaky feeling that too much exercising brings on. I leaned heavily on the wall as I ventured toward the dark emptiness my baby just abandoned. As I rounded the corner to the kitchen I spotted the kitchen graffiti Sammy left. The only trash bag I had used to clean the corner of the attic was ripped apart as well as the bag I had used to clean the ice box. A mixture of old, musky, torn clothes and crumpled papers were covered with gravy and coffee grounds. Swirls.