"Happy Birthday," said Michael.Robert was wearing a Newcastle home shirt, his birthday present. Heturned around to show the printing on the back 'Robe...t 9'"You're not 9," said Michael."I know, but 9 is a strikers number. That's why I had it," he replied.Michael went to watch the television with Robert for the next few hours,while his parents went about preparing the party food."You've hidden my magazines again, bro?!" came a girls voice.No I haven't!" said Robert. "Why would I hide that. Grandpa got his thick cock about halfway in my ass before he pulled it all the way out. He got what looked like a thick belt off the wall and had me arch my back so he could slide it underneath me. He then buckled the belt around my waist. I noticed it had handles near each of my hips. Grandpa began working his cock back into my ass. This time he got 3/4 of the way in when he grabbed the handles at my waist. He took a deep breath in and pulled the handles as he thrust his hips forward. I. ” My mouth dropped open and I just stood there staring at her in disbelief. She walked over and opened a drawer and took out a cork screw, grabbed my hand and placed it in my palm, and then pushed my mouth shut with her finger. “I’m going to change clothes; I hope you have a glass of wine waiting for me when I get back”. Considering the time of day, I decided it was too early for a red, so I continued perusing the wines in the lower racks. I found a few white. ‘Ah sure am,’ Juliette said, she was still leaning against Tommy although she looked very clear eyed and steady now. ‘Ya, me too,’ Christina said. She was having a good time, she felt a little embarrassed, but nobody was saying anything or teasing her, and she remembered that she had seen Tommy stroking his cock, so everyone was cool, super cool, man this was far out. Her thoughts were tightening up and she felt the sluggishness and sleepiness falling off her, she blinked, and felt a rush all.