You could hang fourseparate girls off of her like she was a jungle gym and it wouldn'teven slow her down, and she was mincing.Here she was, Atlas in t...e flesh, and she was mincing through thecrowd, bag upon brightly colored bag of clothes hanging daintily fromher hirsute arm, brimming with confidence and completely oblivious tohow strange of a sight she was.God I hate cheerleaders.Obviously, this was the result of my sloppy handiwork last night, whenI had drunkenly swapped around the cheer. "What are you thinking Sam?" he finished his tea and then produced a sheet of paper. "Have you heard of 'nude riders?" he asked. He didn't wait for her answer before continuing. "As you know I ride well a few of us are considering doing a nude ride, mainly as a publicity stunt. The rides are common in Europe, not so here so we thought to have a go and introduce the ride, if it fails, well we tried. At the minute there are eight of us and that includes three women, wives of some of the riders.. We went into the only stall in the bathroom and closed the door. As I sat down on the toilet seat, Luis pulled his fat cock out once more and I began deep throating his semi-hard cock until I felt it grow longer in my wet mouth. While I was sucking his cock, I reached up and fondled his cum-filled balls with one hand and jacked the base of his dick with my other hand.Luis was moaning softly and telling me how much he enjoyed the way I was sucking him. He said he wouldn't last long at this rate.. But the summer of his fifteenth year was my time to have him and proved to be a true turning point in our relationship. One evening I awakenned with the need to urinate. I stumbled out of bed and into the hallway. I pushed opened the bathroom door and there was Jake sitting on the edge of the bath tub masturbating. In the few moments before he saw me I could tell that the act was far from pleasurable by the pinched expression of pain on his face. I quickly exited the bathroom. A few minutes.