. 'Tut, look at the screen' 'Shit, fair enough... It was Ian getting fucked! 'Oh yeah, we have lift off! Frank stated taking hold of the tablet to sho... Ian my bulge, Ian pressed 1 of his hands hard against my rock hard prick 'Mmmm, how big is that lad?' He asked 'Er, its 10 inches yeno, what the fuck is he doing there? Is that a snooker cue getting lube'd up? 'Nah, its handle end of a baseball bat' Ian said blasé pulling over into the pub car park which faced the off-licence Frank told me to. He had learned about it. When I made it clear that I would not discuss it and that he should not touch it, he had accepted that with aplomb. We had been in our new home in Columbus for about three months and we had become comfortable with each again. The long separation prior to my transfer had helped us appreciate each other more. Since we were living together again, I had greatly decreased my availability for favors, so I wasn't expecting any calls. I pulled the secret cell phone from my. His answer was the same thing I’ve heard from all Yoopers: “Smoke, drink, and fuck.”Kelly looked at him and said, “That’s too bad. I guess I couldn’t live here.” She let the next beat pass. “I hate smoking.” His hand slipped onto her thigh as they drank. “But I sure like the other two,” she said quietly. Kelly spread her knees just enough for him to get the message. While above the table they were drinking beer and acting normal, below the table his hand found her bare, smooth, and slippery. She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much larger than her boyfriend and he was pounding her hard. He put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the fucking when she felt his squirt up into her and the pull out. She was beginning to get horny and was now frustrated with a face full of manure."You might was well quit looking." The cop said and the Amish man backed off and hitched his pants back up. She stood.