But I know you won't hurt me - notreally" she whispered to him. They entered his home handin hand, locking the door behind them. He tossed his keys on...the coffee tablein the living room and directed her to climb the stairway and wait in hisbedroom. She obeyed his command,their hands parting slowly as if lovers being parted for the last time. Hewatched her ascend the stairs, admiring how she carried herself and wonderingif this were the right thing to do. They had known each othersince. The only response he got was a loud exhale, as the muscled teen submitted his body. "Start the timer for 5 minutes!" shouted the referee. Philip took this chance to get revenge for the last round. He pulled down the back of his underwear and planted his ass back on Richards face. Without having to instruct him too, he feel a tongue poke against his hole. He lets out a yelp as the wide wetness takes slow broad laps at his hole. He runs his fingertips up and down the powerful thighs of the. On second thought, I probablyshouldn't talk to Homer. I have to talk to him. I have to explain to himsomething. Oh I don't know what to do. I guess I should keep him home fromschool today, and tell him about uhhmmm relationships."Bart was so embarrassed that he never came down. Marge told Lisa that Bartwas sick and wasn't going to school today. Homer was at work and Maggie wastaking a nap. Marge went up to Bart's room. She knocked on the door, andheard a quiet "Come in."Bart looked over to his. Shit! It figures that I'd finally find a guy with manners when I needed a pervert."Umm, I'm sorry to impose Sir, but if you wouldn't mind that felt absolutely wonderful! Would you mind helping me out with the rest?"I shot him a flirtatious smile as I asked. He looked a bit flustered, but stood back up from his chair as I laid my head back down. He put another dab of lotion in his hands and started down at my feet, rubbing my legs all the way up to just under my ass. He continued to rub, never.