”“Oh MY God, what a lovely cock. I know it has to be the real Shadow’s cock,” June said when she turned back to see Casey standing near her de...k with his pants down around his knees.“Bend over the desk, June, I’m going to fuck you from behind again.”“Oh YES, I love the way you fucked me yesterday. OH SHIT, fuck me deep and hard Casey, I mean Shadow.”“There you go, call me Shadow. Don’t ever use my real name and I’ll come in here and fuck you a lot more.”“Please come back and give that big hard. “Thanks,” he said. “You are welcome,” I said and wiped a drop from my cheek. “Now, get dressed, I am dying to try this Snowmobile machine.” *** I felt like the Michelin man as I stood outside the house. I was wearing down-filled pants and jacket. On my head, I had a helmet and wore thick gloves. My feet were encased in heavy winter boots with a lot of buttons and strings to tighten them up. My eyes were covered in goggles and I was sweating which seemed an impossibility in the -20C. A damp mass of white crusty edges, wet yellow patches, and heavy brown streaks.Jon used to grab a pair or two and stick them in his pockets, he’d hold on to these under his mattress and sniff and sometimes lick them when he’d be alone masturbating.As Jon grew, his dirty thoughts never really subsided. He knew his mom was a really sexual person, and that sort of approved and nasty thoughts he had. When he would stay home sick from school, Jon used to snoop around his mother’s room. Sometimes on. We had these bills that had to be paid and ..." Joan chimed in that she would appreciate it if he should give her husband a chance. "He's really a good person." Mr. Webber looked at them and a little smile came over his face. "Joan. I've always admired you and would like to help you. I have been thinking about what I could do to help you. I have decided that I will give Dennis some time to come up with the money and not call the cops IF while he is getting it together you will be my sex.