She steadied my cock with her left glove, so it wouldn’t bounce, and then she slapped it again and again with her right glove, like she was pounding...it with a hammer. She kept landing these sharp, jabbing punches at my imprisoned cock until it got quite purple and hard. Her left glove kept my cock from moving, and her right glove punched into it over and over.“Yes,” she said. “Yes, yes, yes,” each time she struck. “I love punching your cock.”Still pressing her left glove against my cock, she. She had beautiful baby blue eyes and a sexy little mouth. Her ass was already well-formed and very sexy.Kelly was equally beautiful, but in a different way. Her full head of brown hair was also parted on the side and brushed over. Usually it was hanging over her left shoulder. It reached to the edge of her nipple, when she was standing nude in front of her mirror. Kelly already had a nice patch of dark-brown hair on her pussy mound. Her breasts while not quite a full C-cup yet, they were plenty. .. A slut like you deserves a cock hungry husband ... Uh-huh! Work that ass, cocksucker!" Stacy thrust her rigid prick hard inside Brandon's hole and he'd taken all of it by then, now she fucked him slowly in and out, letting him get used to the unique sensation of having a hard cock in his faggot cunt."Where's your ring?" Lucy asked me."Oh, no ... I told him I couldn't marry him." I said, smiling into Brandon's eyes as he looked up at me, his sensual lips stretched wide around the black cock. It alternately advertised The Pub and the Hot Dog Heaven and the Gift Shoppe. I loved it even in the cold. I would park the trike on the island and have coffee on the pier. It was just as good a billboard in the parking lot as moving up and down the streets.The TV show I hated ran during those months so by the end of tourist season the Gift show was flooded. The Old Men were so popular they had to keep the fence around the factory locked to discourage tourists seeking a guided tour. Mel's.