" He grinned at this girl who could adapt enough to shoot a man and ask for trophies, yet still be a prude."Harley. There's a bulge in his pants down ...here." She jumped up and back."What? Where?" Harley looked where he thought a bulge should be and saw nothing."There on the back of his leg." She pointed.Harley smiled at his mistake. "Stand up." Harley ordered the man. He jerked Stanley upright."Ellie, Pull his suspenders off his shoulders and unbutton his pants. This seems to be a walking. ’ While she was getting up, Freddie's eyes also widened. He began stumbling out an apology she didn't listen to. ‘No guy has ever hit me before.’ She managed to get back on her feet, and looked Freddie in the eye. He looked both concerned and scared, and with good reason. He probably thought she'd hit him back. ‘Freddie Benson just hit me.’She stepped closer. Freddie seemingly wanted to step back, but controlled the urge. His stream of words slowed, before stopping altogether. She hadn't been. The taste of lube and arse diminished as I sucked but his remaining juices were flooding my mouth to my ever growing excitement and I moaned in lustful appreciation of his gift.”That’s right faggot I produce a lot of juice, that’s why my wife doesn’t suck so get it down your gullet and save her from being ****d tonight!”Now I was excited, a public service and a faggots dream!He clearly enjoyed face fucking and he slowly fed me his entire cock as I pressed forward to present a passive fuck hole. The need to learn to be polite. Because of it we hadn't had time to buy Grace a '57 Chevrolet.We had a month break between Quarters. The day before Thanksgiving until the day after the New Year.The Quarter system was 12 weeks each, that left a month, but Summer Quarter was split into two intense 3 week sessions. Sure there were people who went to summer school ... but the classes were small.It was time ... and I wanted something special for me. For that we had to go to Janesville, Wisconsin.I.