Some even forgot themselves and took another drink out of their tankard.Margaret bellied up to the bar and asked the bartender, I thought they asked f...r 'the good stuff'? What did you give them?"The bar tender replied, "Aye, they asked for 'the good stuff' and that's what I gave 'em, fresh water from the fountain in town. That's the best drink on the island. It'll put spring in their step!" It is good, I'll give you that. They don't need anymore spring-in-their-step, they're still jumpy from. ’ Greta’s mouth locked wide open. Nothing came out until she said, ‘Now you’re lying!’ ‘Not at all,’ I said. ‘After all these years, have I ever lied to you?’ ‘Now I can understand why you’d go catting around with a married man,’ she said. ‘You know it’s more than that,’ I said. ‘There’s something about being with him that’s so much fun. So uplifting. He’s been my best friend … my best male friend, that is. He’s really going full court press to get me to move out to San Francisco. I was really. He told me I was a very good little boy. I stayed fixed in place, was afraid to move, felt his warm cum run out of me and down my leg, felt it run across my tiny balls. Felt my rear spread like it had never been before, I felt like I was completely his now. He came to the side of the bed and took my head, made me suck him clean. I hated the taste of him after he fucked me but couldn't deny him. When I finished cleaning him he pushed my head away. Saying nothing got dressed and left. He just. Soon his station came and we both got down there. It was almost 10 in the night and station was empty expect for a few people. We will walk it is 5 minutes walking from here and in this night we will not get any taxi outside the stationWe walked under the street lights he one hand was still kneading my ass .Some time he tried to poke his finger in my ass crack. Soon we reached his home It was a big house we went inside the house he called some place and ordered food and alcohol. He showed me.