I took my other hand and grabbed his caged cock. I turned on the vibrator and put it on the high setting and placed it on the cage.Steve's eyes rolled...back in his head. I reminded him to look into my eyes. The vibrator buzzed loudly and made the metal cage rattle. I asked him who he loved. He said that he loved me. I asked him how much. He said that he loved me more than I could imagine. I told him that if he did, he needed to prove it. I wanted him to cum quickly and cum in his cage. I worked. We were grinding each other as we made out and suddenly he went to my cock and engulfed it with his mouth. His fat lips going up and down my cock sent me into the stratosphere and I came as hard as I could remember. I probably shot six or seven times in his mouth. He was not done though. He came up and started making out with me again with all that come in his mouth we swapped that come for ages and finally I broke away and said. "Thomas, Stand up and take your shorts off". His shorts. I don't think he'd put himself in that position again but if he did..."Brock offered a half shrug."Again?" Meredith asked with alarm. Al Perez seemed like the quintessential family man. He was a person she hoped Brock would emulate on the road. "Are you saying that he's done that before?" I probably shouldn't say anything," Brock began. "But yeah, he said when he was first called up he got a God complex and thought he should be allowed to behave that way. Esmi found out and he made a choice. I. You will never come back here. If you step on my land ever again I’ll blast your head off you filthy tramp! If Brad ditches you then you can whore for your daily bread on the street. Don’t even bother fighting the divorce in court or you’ll be the laughing stock in the entire state of Nebraska and that’s a promise. I’ll pack your clothes and leave it at the police station and you can pick it up there Monday morning. As for you Brad, just stay off my property and every thing will be cool. I.