He said that he and Martin wanted Francis and he said "You are by far the cutest boy here tonight and we just love how you dress and your gay manneris...s. "I am already hard just imagining being with you" he said and ground his hard cock against the young chubby boy. Francis felt the older man's hard cock and knew instantly that Pete was very well hung. He took a quick look around and reached down and caressed the hard cock and whispered in Pete's ear saying "You are very nicely hung." He then. I placed two fingers to his quivering orifice, still tight despite being so thoroughly abused mere hours ago, and he moaned softly. I touched my lips to his warm shoulder blade and inhaled. He smelled of sex, of the masculine fragrance of our combined sweat and juices. It emanated from the sheets we lay upon and hung faintly in the air. A cool breeze blew in through the open window and with it the unfathomable stillness of the sleeping city outside, cautioning those few who dared stir at such. This time my dad was between my mom and me. I liked it the other way because I could snuggle up with either one and burying my head between mom’s great tits is a great place to be. But I didn’t end up disappointed this night either. I awoke sometime during the night. I wasn’t sure what woke me up but I found my dad spooning with me. He had one hand across my chest on one of my tits and his big cock, somewhat but not completely hard, was nestled in the crack of my ass. Feeling his cock. It had taken a long time to get him to come around. His face was showing signs of the bruising that would be there soon.“I don’t know Sal,” He said the defeat evident in the tone of his voice. “I just don’t know.”“Maybe we could go to my Mother’s place and hide until this mess blows over.”He didn’t respond for a while and when he did we was almost crying. “Do you really think he’ll let thirty seven thousand dollars “blow over? No Sal he’d find me.”“Would he kill you?” she asked fearfully.“Ha, I.