"But that's as far as he got, because Steve was taking off all his clothes, too. The boy watched in amazement as Steve tried to imitate his friend as ...est he could, by unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off, and then dropping his shorts and underpants down around his own ankles. For some reason, Steve was feeling short of breath, and so was his friend, who just kept staring at the small, slender boy-body of the six-year-old—all the while he kept stroking his fat meat, and the precum began. Her sucking was becoming faster, and the boy was getting closer to the edge, when she opened her legs for him. Stu knew exactly what to do, and buried his face in her cunt, lapping at her like a puppy. He must have found her clitoris very quickly as she began to crush his head in her vice-like grip. Her body shook like she’d had an electric shock, when she orgasmed. It was all too much for the boy, his cock fell from her mouth and he sprayed jets of white spunk all over her face and hair. Not. ”“You have contributed – many times. You’re always bringing us stuff and buying us gifts. But if you want to put it on a formal footing, we can work it out. We’re not hurting for money, thank God.”“I’ve been playing pro ball for almost three seasons now, Sarah, and I’ve always enjoyed it, but during the season it’s a gypsy lifestyle, and that can get old really fast. I’ve had more happy times since meeting you and Peggy and Tad than I’ve ever experienced playing ball before – anywhere.. ‘Did you drive?’ I ask again, louder. He just shakes his head his gaze sweeping over my body. I feel my heart begin to rapidly beat in my chest. ‘I did. My car’s down there.’ I point across the street to the parking lot. We walk in silence a pretty large space between us, although I can feel him. I realize that I really, really want to feel him. All of him. With a shaky hand, I push the elevator button. No words. Just tension. Fuck…lots of tension. A few people pile out when the doors open, a.