After a little hesitation and persuasion, I finally decided to meet him at his place( it was technically his aunt's place but she was gone on vacation.... When I got there, there were 2 other guys sitting on the couch who he called his "play brothers". Not paying much attention to them he led me to a room in the back of the apartment. It was basically empty except for a dresser, a wall mirror, and a bed without any sheets. After speaking to his "play brothers" for a second, he came back in the. But ,already sitting pretty on the pedestal I placed him on, he kept rising in my esteem because he’d finally tamed my shrew.Watching him perform so admirably made me renew my own efforts. Wanting to see if I could take him like Mum had, I returned towards my bedroom door. Although my new objectivity permitted me to admire her techniques, watching her receive what I so desperately wanted, was a little too much of a good thing.Generously lubricated with saliva, my fore and middle finger pushed. He had a short piece of primary chain in one hand, and a pair of large pliers in the other. He beckoned Fran over to him."Take out my cock and suck it. I want to see if you're worth keeping or not." He said, sitting in a large chair.Fran knelt and bent herself to the task, eagerly licking and sucking the burley bikers hard cock.As she blew him, Griz put the chain around her neck and fastened the link with pliers.Before too long Griz erupted down Fran's throat, her mouth filled and she struggled. She was so turned on she never realized she could get so much attention from men. The men were all drinking heavily. Melody’s dad and some others were smoking cigars and playing poker which bored the hell out of their wives. Melody’s mom took the car home and told her dad to call a cab whenever he was done for the night. Her dad, John, was fifty years old with salt and pepper hair. He was tall with broad shoulders; he had wrestled in his youth and was still in great shape muscular with only a.