Bill had driven Cindy home before, but for some reason, tonight it felt different. His heart was hammering so hard he was sure she must be able to hea... it. He didn’t seem able to breathe properly, either. ‘I really would like to help you, Cindy,’ he said. Cindy looked at him and smiled. ‘There’s nothing much you can do, Mr. Markham,’ she said. ‘I can listen,’ Bill responded. ‘Sometimes that helps more than you think it might.’ ‘Maybe,’ she said. ‘I…I’m so confused…I…’ ‘Look,’ he said, ‘Go. It looks like he hugs something to balance as he moves his butt up and down at an incredibly fast pace and howls like a wild animal) Now I made Fergus get on his knees on the bed so that I could bang him doggy-style. He steadied himself on the bed with his arms, back arched and ass up, so I could easily plunge my huge dick all the way inside. By now, Fergus’s slender waist and thighs were exhausted and weak from this night of cloud dancing, but it didn’t stop him from still grinding his ass. The one time a hot posty comes to my door and I am hung over and look rough. I rushed upstairs with the box, jumped on the bed unrobed and started to rip the box open, underneath the packaging was my little pile of goodies all in a row. Now as pleased to see them as I was I was also a little hung over, and not sure I was in the mood for being frisky. So I put the box on the floor, took a quick pic and posted it to my Twitter fans and climbed back under the duvet.Within minutes I started to here. His response wasn’t exactly what I had hoped for.“What the fuck? Cocaine? You have got to be kidding me, you druggie”“Shit, its not like that, just thought you might like to try some is all.” Calvin was noticeably pissed.“Dude, I don’t know. I’m not really into that kind of stuff.”He was apprehensive but after a little prodding, I finally got him to see my viewpoint and got him to take a bit with me. The effects weren’t instantaneous but I played it up. “Oh my god Calvin, I fucking want to get.