He had one hand up against the wall & from what I could see from behind his other hand had his dick in it as he aimed the stream of pee into the bowl.... was fascinated with his bum.It looked big and hairy,very hair actually & I felt my small knoblet twitch in my pj's.Then I noticed dad's hand,the one I guessed was holding his willy was moving back and forth.Only I couldn't actually see it as I was stood behind him,but his arm was moving.Now when I finish peeing I shake my little knoblet so that. Going to my room I laid on the bed and looked at the pictures again. I caught myself rubbing my hand over my crotch. I got up and looked down the hall. Mike was still watching his show and drinking. Going back to my room I pulled my pants down. I noticed clear sticky liquid coming out of the piss slit of my dick. I remembered a friend telling me he seen his brother pulling on his dick. I wrapped my fingers around it and moved my hand up and down,and It felt good. I moved my hand faster to see. Had I time, I might have tied him for the stallions to mount, though there wasn't." Looking at their leader, the blonde man continued, "I might if there is time, to you, got no bones 'bout it. I saw that you were happy to kill me, think I ought to return the favor, don't you?"This of course had the leader struggling even harder, "you smell of law man, you wouldn't dare."The blonde man smiled wickedly as he slowly removed the bandana from around his neck. "I owe that THING and all associated. The opportunity came when Den heaved himself to his feet and positioned himself between my wife open thighs, his cock, though relatively small pointed at her wet slit, her legs dangling over the edge of the fixed bed. He scuttled forward and in a single jerk impaled himself in Bernice his heavy body blocking the view but the thrusts of his ample buttocks indicating an energetic assault upon her cunt – an impression reinforced by my wife’s appreciative noises – she does like cock ! Taking this a.