He pulled his shorts further up to let the whole tiny, perfect thing hang out. I looked at it for a few moments, he said I could touch it so I reached...out and gently put it in my hand, it was so soft and felt velvety even. As I started to stroke it a little he began to get hard, I was so into this cock turning so hard in my hand I never heard the door open and another customer come in. The clerk knew him and the other guy stood there silently as I stroked my first cock to being rock hard. I. .. he was naked, his skin was covered in flecks of Sandra's blood, and he was still holding the field hockey stick in his hands.?Is she?? Jim asked, wondering if the girl was still alive?She's still breathing, I think its generally superficial damage? Stan replied, ?but I am sure she will live??Good? Jim said and with a nod to Samantha added ?now let's get to work on this one, so put your pants back on?Jim picked up the sewing kit he had found yesterday, and extracted a box full of pins. They. Anything else. "C'mon, Mac, suck me good. Finger-fuck my ass, make me blast a load of boycum down your throat. Do a good job, cocksucker, and if you keep on treating me right, I'll get you some more boycock to service."Mac bobbed his head on his brother's meat even more eagerly, using his right hand to finger Sam's hole, and his left hand to somewhat awkwardly jack himself off. But Sam put a stop to that, ordering him to stop playing with himself. Mac obeyed ... reluctantly, with one final. Looking up, I saw that it was Gran examining me. She quickly turned away as I returned her gaze.Mentally shrugging, I returned my focus to my homework. In a few minutes more, I could feel Gran’s staring eyes on me again. Exasperated, I closed my book and looked to Gran myself. Gran swiftly looked away from me in turn.I looked hard at my grandmother’s body trying to see what Momma and Sissy had described to me. She was pretty enough in the face for a woman her age. She looked to have smooth.