"Oh, he does, does he? Doesn't he ever get tired?" Michelle asked, cocking an eyebrow."Nope." Jacob said."Never?" She asked, her curiosity building. "...ever... okay, maybe after four or five." He said."Four or five orgasms?" She asked with curious fascination."Yep, but not until then." He said proudly.Michelle glanced back down at her son's cum soaked package."Well, that's quite the monster. I'm afraid mine has you beat though." She said, looking back down into his eyes."She tires after a. "The food was perfect and the service was really exceptional, Mr. Heou", I agreed. "Call me Cheng, Robby, I think we'll meet each other again." Xi said he was quite impressed by you and hoped to see you tonight.", Cheng said with a big wink. "You get this food on the house", he concluded. We thanked him and decided to leave. On the way to the door I gave Xiam a pat on the back and, he nodded kindly.Outside Mike and I put our Leather Jackets back on and got on the bike. We drove straight to. .I..I'm serious! I used to lay that pipe beby. Shit, her ol' man walked in on us one day and dropped dead! I swear to God!", he slurred loudly. "Oh yeah? Dropped dead huh?", a guy nearby laughed, "Now that's some pipe layin' if I ever heard", he snickered. "Ya, damn right...Haaa! The husband walked in and I was getting my dick sucked by the bitch and her fren was fucking her from bahind with a strap-on... they wus cheer leader bitches in schewl. Her fren was a hot black bitch from up north- she. For some time, I nervously walked back and forth. My ankle started aching again. I propped myself on the windowsill and looked through the window. Too high. I can't do that. It is maybe five meters. Better play it safe. However, what is safe considering my situation?I was up all night. I tried to read a book but find it hard to concentrate. The television didn't help me to relax too. So I just lied and stared at the ceiling. When my stomach started to protest persistently, I ate one of the.