....." I started to explain. Explain?How was I ever going to explain last night. It couldn't have been real.I'm not sure what Mom said, but her mouth ...oved over 10 minutes, my earsjust fuzzed out while I tried to figure out what happened. Somehow "Ms.Puke" would know.-Mom was still yelling at me, "and you stay in your damn room until itstime for your big game tonight! I don't want to see you until then!"-Who cares if you are trapped in your room, its not a punishment. Allyour toys, and an. ." It was useless. She crawled around the backyard with Davey hot muscle crammed up her asshole, so far into her bowels that she couldn't breathe without feeling it. It was in her up to the hilt, and there was no way of avoiding the excruciating pain of that huge muscle gyrating in her rump.Soon Davey could feel the long tender muscles of Sharon's ass going to work on his flesh stick. They contracted and undulated around his meaty hard-on. They seemed to work automatically, rolling and milking. .couples posing on the cover with the crazy 80's graphics we all know and love. Then I finally get to the back row of the adult vids when I come across something that peaks my interest. Something very familiar leers out at me. I bend down to get a closer look and it's a SHEMALE VIDEO. I start to tremble because I don't want to caught with it in my hands and have a customer percieve me as gay. I look around to see if there is anyone in sight and NO ONE is in the adult section with me. I see. Little Miss Heather has a dick to suck tonight and it ain't gonna be yours."Gregg had heard enough. Gregg quickly leaned over and kicked his foot out toward Vinnie's shins as hard as he could. It was a clumsy move, but Vinnie found himself unable to move a muscle. Gregg felt no dishonor using his power to give him an advantage — he had lost enough fights growing up to know when not to fight fairly. Vinnie's legs were shoved out from under him, sending him face-first into the hard table top..