”“Franky fucks Amanda’s mom?” I said. Becky went back to sucking my dick. That would explain how Becky knew Franky.Becky was concentrating on ...he helmet, which was a prime feature of my dong. It felt good but there was no passion, so I pulled my hips back and told her it was time to go."I can stay the night," she said."No," I said, "you can't. Amanda is looking for you. I need to get you back before her mom finds out she's gone."Becky didn't seem disappointed, which was disappointing. I. "The next time I will use the crutches. I promise." As you please. It's up to you. I don't mind helping you. Your broken leg has to be elevated most of the time. By the way, how is the sprained ankle?" Fine."Steven removed the dressing. The swelling was almost gone. After examining it, he tightly bandaged it anew."Let's adjust the crutches," he said.I noticed the green clogs near the bed."The right one is useless," I said."Just temporarily," Steven answered.Then he slipped the left shoe on my. Before returning my gaze to the TV, I subconsciously licked my lips.I wasn't gay. Had no attraction to any men, but there was something about Brad's dick that intrigued me. I shook the thought from my head before I resumed stroking my, now aching, cock.About the third or fourth scene (all of her videos are fairly short, right around or under 5 minutes) Brad spoke for the first time since we started,"Goddamn, man. I don't know how she does it. No bitch has ever been able to take all of me down. I had took a bike on rent because commuting to the office from the home was a hell of a task as lot of time was wasted in the fucking jams. I was leaving for the office one day and heard her voice . She was wearing an off shoulder crop top with her navel visible and a jeans shorts.Her legs were shiny and glided like butter. Came to know this when I held her the other day she fell from stool. I just didn’t know why I couldn’t took my eyes off her as she walked through the alley. Simply gorgeous.