It happened on a spring Sunday afternoon when I was walking past Dale's house. Standing in the bed of his pickup truck, Dale called me over to his dri...eway to lend him a hand. He handed down to me a few heavy coolers and several fishing rods while he initiated some small talk. Like most teenagers, I felt a little awkward around adults, but Dale was hipper than most adults, especially for a man nearing retirement. He wore t-shirts that commemorated his visits to Key West, and he listened to. I didn't really mean to look, but it was hard not to. The man towering a foot taller than me to my right had a massive cock. It was literally twice the size of mine with massive veins protruding from the sides. I was going to enjoy watching him bury that in this girl pussy and ass like a champ, but it was making me feel a little inadequate. "Pretty nice cock isn't it?" Oh shit, I already broke the cardinal rule. Don't stare at another guys dick during a gangbang. He slapped me on the back. He had to be in her again. He impaled her more violently now. He thrusted his whole length in each and every time. He needed to see more of her body. With one hand, Joe grabbed her belt. With one quick motion he ripped it off. While he continued to thrust, he lifted the hem of the white dress and pulled it up all the way over her head. He tossed that to the side too. “That’s better.” Joe said as he eyed her breasts. They moved with the rhythm of the thrusts. Joe reached back to grab one of. President. I am sorry, Sir."I am sorry that I failed President Gray on Tuesday night. I am so sorry that I'm alive and he died, because I wasn't just an instant faster, or a little stronger..."America; pay attention to that voice, for it is the voice of the next generation. He represents the voice of those who will fund our social security, build our bridges, send rockets to the moon and stars, and fight our wars."Kevin Townsend represents the best America has to offer in the coming decades,.