"Stand up! Stand up youlittle sissy peeper!" she said.Dan started to apologize again but it didn't have any effect."Which one?" the mother said holdin... the dresses out for him to see."What!?" Dan gasped.She made it clear that if he wanted to stay out of trouble he would playalong and take his punishment."We're going to have a little fashion show and you Danny are going to beour little model for the evening!" Mrs. Benson said with a vengefulsmile on her face. "Pick out a dress," she. At the party, there was a really rough and extremely butch looking man, named Trigger. Trigger worked in a weapons store as a salesman and had a total obsession with guns. Trigger was a life-long friend of James and they had grown up in a very tough neighbourhood as best friends. When it came to ink, Trigger was literally festooned with tattoos. Around his neck, he had tattoos of an array of bullets, and on his forearms tattoos of various pistols and revolvers were on display.Trigger was soon. The guests were getting tipsy, some already drunk. Most of Roses and Tonys families had already said their goodbyes and left. The remaining guests were the partiers, and they were getting rambunctious. After a bit more dancing, Tony pulled Rose free from the dance floor. He instructed her to climb onto a table near the front of the room, on all fours. Of course, she obeyed. He untied his tie and tied it around Roses head, covering her mouth like a gag. After getting the rest of the guests. You know my car?" She rose and hurried away. I sat and watched her ass rotate. She had a great ass, the absolute best, a pair of volley balls."Yellow Z, right?" I choked back a moan and sat until my prick had calmed, still fat but not hard.She turned, waved and smiled. My cock trembled. I was going to get the best, the very best. I could hardly wait. I hurried to the boys' room.I was getting plenty; that wasn't the problem, but this was prime pussy, and it might be cherry too. So I went to my.