I stared intently more at their assets and started wondering. What if………….WHOAA there! I shook myself back to reality. I really have to contro... my imagination. My cock, on the other hand, did not care that I was day dreaming, and was at full attention in my pants. It was aching really bad, and I was thankful that I had some bags to cover it.The ride home was uneventful. The little ones were sound asleep. And my sister-in-law, Nichole, just doesn’t stop talking. She never shut up from the moment. You felt safe… Until you felt the hard, cold, slippery head of the strap-on I had donned pressed up against your hole, the access made easy by the pillow under you. Until then, you thought you knew me. At first you fought, but there was nowhere to go, and when you relaxed, when you really gave up control, I slipped so easily into your well prepared hole, and started to ride you in slow gentle glides up and down your almost-virgin ass. My stomach and the leather straps massaged your cock the. Caleb could only let his mouth hang open in silence as he laid his eyes on the cock of a fully grown and developed man, both physically and mentally in his prime. Caleb had always thought that Xavier was something different and something more godly than man because of his athletic achievements, but just seeing his cock was enough to convince Caleb that Xavier was more god than man, because no man could be endowed with anything like that.“It...” Caleb said, trying to regain his composure. “It’s. As a light rain falls at a slant. A black haired 16-year-old walks down the street, his hair a few inches short of shoulder length. He wears a pair of faded blue jeans and a faded jean jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbow. His hands rest in his coat pocket and he can’t seem to take his deep blue eyes off the side walk. “Huh, I wonder what freaking poor person is in the library this evening.” It was around fall time and Thomas knows how the homeless folks visit the library. It was.