This time, it’s more demanding, and Patrick tightens his grip on me. I look down, and see my shirt and tie bunched up in his fist. I am extremely ...urned-on but regain my composure. I politely inform him that he’s wrinkling my shirt, which gets me another slap, and an ultimatum. I stammer, but tell him it was because of traffic (Or was it??) Patrick yanks me out of the chair, and pulls me up close. I can feel my shirt collar digging into my neck, and the seams under my arms stretching. He. But she dutifully sat forward and, with a very sexy smile on her face, she held her beautiful tits out towards me.I was in heaven – a very pretty, semi naked girl watching me masturbate over her has to rate as one of my most horniest experiences of all time. Naturally, the excitement of the situation transferred itself directly to my prick, which had now swollen to a magnificent state of erection and I soon sensed that familiar feeling deep in my balls. Slowing my stroking to a steady,. ‘Besides, they have guns.’ Jack pulled out a .45 caliber handgun. ‘Jack,’ said Bill, ‘put that thing away before you shoot someone.’ ‘I’m not going out like Marty,’ said Jack. ‘I am tired of being a victim on my own street.’ ‘Jack, be realistic,’ said Bill. ‘How are you, one old man, going to clean up the neighborhood when the entire police force cannot clean it up?’ ‘Easy, I’m going to do something that the police cannot do. I’m going to shoot them dead.’ ‘You can’t go around shooting people,. Mother was still passed out, so I grabbed a blinket and went back down. Sam took the blinket and said to sit on his lap and lay back. I laid against his chest and he covered me up. He rubbed my back with one hand and put the other on my leg. After a few minutes I felt his hand on my crotch again. Wanting to feel him play with my dick again I moved my legs apart and pushed forward. He relized what I was doing and adked if I wanted him to rub my crotch again, in a silly voice I said I don't know..