Tommy was holding a baseball bat over his shoulder and wearing a striped flannel baseball uniform. The bat didn't feel a hell of a lot harder than the...lump in his pants, he thought. It sure wasn't any thicker at the handle.Hell, it wasn't even that much longer! he thought with a touch of boastful pride. Tommy had inherited his daddy's giant fuck-tool, and often admired his mighty prick before he drained it, wishing that he had a regular supply of willing cunt to use the fucker on.Out of habit,. Had to drive by the schoolfields a few times on the job, seein all those jock boys run around in thinshorts always gets my pussy juice going! Can't help but wonder how many ofthem are growing some monsters between their legs." Chris said dreamily."That's fucked up," Robert snickered as he pushed his face deep into hisFather's asscrack, "Nasty thoughts for a cop to be having, don'tchyathink?"Chris always loved how muffled his boy sounded when he was neck deep in hispaternal crack.Robert made. I don't think she was upstairs.” Oh please, please hear me, Javon. Please, please figure out quick what's happening and hide or something.“Nothing in here,” Burton said. “Oh wait a minute,” I looked around to see him pick up and a slip of paper from the counter and read it. I cast my eyes furtively around the room not seeing the glasses at first glance, blinded no doubt by my rising panic. “I'll check upstairs,” he said, heading for the steps. My heart sank and I almost burst into tears.“Are. Bindu was already lying on the bed trying to sleep. She knew that Mangat didn't take dinner at home after he had been drinking.Suddenly, she found some rough fingers on her blouse. Before she realized what was happening, those fingers cupped her exposed breasts. She was surprised at this behavior from Mangat. He hadn't shown the least interest in her until then."Oh dear, that's pretty nice." Mangat praised her with slurred speech.Bindu's blouse was open enough to give Mangat full access of her.