"We know where the watch is. The only problem is it's not broke." Shall we give Amos the shadow of a doubt? I'd hate to accuse the boy of stealing it"...He's your employee ... you're calling the shots." You have the most unusual way with words ... Calling the shots? Where is that from?" In my time, it's a pool ... that's billiards with pockets ... term. Calling the shot is calling the pocket." I am aware of the game ... sinful is what it is." Not in my time, ma'am," countered Andy. "In my time. It gushes its hot cum down my throat as I suck harder and faster. Your moaning is so loud and filled with pleasure, it turns me on more and I suck even harder until I have every drop from you. I give your cock a sweet and light kiss as you take me into your arms and kiss me deeply. You caress my breasts and nipples ever so gently that it keeps me warm. It’s wonderful. My hand is caressing your cock gently. It needs a little break from all the activity. It’s still hard just from my touch but. As he stroked in and out of the supertight hole, and she felt him fingering her little cunt and her clit-button, she actually felt like she was about to cum again."Oh, fuck," she exclaimed, "fuck my tight little ass!"Clay was also just about to cum, as the little asshole was so tight, and was squeezing his cock tighter than it had ever been squeezed before.But, just as he felt he was about to cum, he heard the door slam shut, and heard Connie, Abby's mom, scream behind him."What the fuck!". It was high and tight, a true bubble butt. I'd walk around the locker room after gym wiggling and shaking it. The guys would laugh and occasionally smack it hard. Most days I'd go home with a bright red hand print. This did cause a few problems when a few of my girls saw them. I'm mean what's a girl to think when she's laying there getting her stud's cock and she looks at a mirror and sees a large hand print on her stud's ass.Having my ass played with was one of my favorite things. Touched,.