Glynn bit into the cheese and gulped milk, conscious that his well-used cock was beginning to rise beneath his robe. Did his father have a bigger one?...Probably, he thought, the old man was a big, burly guy, and probably had a prick to match the rest of him, and although Glynn had sometimes wondered about that big thing being shoved into his mom's fine pussy, he had always pushed the idea quickly away in shame.Now he rolled it around in his head, enjoying the feel of his thoughts, trying to. Airplanes were armed with belts of bullets which they would shoot during dogfights and on strafing runs. These belts measured 27 feet long, contained hundreds of bullets, and were folded into the wing compartments that fed their machine guns. Often times, the pilots would return from their missions having expended all of their bullets on various targets. They would say, “I gave them the whole nine yards” which meant they had used up all of their ammunition.Did you know the saying “God willing. “And I want your cunt,” I responded, surprised at myself but not caring as my raunchy lust for her took control of my mind. Anna got down on her knees, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, grabbed my throbbing cock, first licking the tip with her tongue before moving it up and down the entire shaft, then putting the head between her hot lips, driving me insane, sucking my cock faster and harder making soft slurping sounds, causing me to grab her head, twisting her blond hair around my fingers. We got in the bus and we got talking. Bitching about crappy customers and slave driving managers. He asked me if I wanted a ride home from his house as he knew from before that I walked another 10 minutes from the bus stop. I felt hesitant about it but I said yes.Once we got off the bus and walking towards his house "Hey bro I have a small joint do you wanna hit it before I drop you off home" again I was hesitant but said yes. I started getting annoyed at myself for seeming so high strung. I.