The supplier provided a thousand frames two weeks after the trials were run. At the same time, AmChemTech had provided us with an extrusion specificat...on for a non-metallic frame. We approached a local engineering extrusion firm, and contracted with them to create a die and several thousand feet of frame material using a resin from a different AmChemTech division. A local fabrication firm agreed to frame the first trial units at our site, under the watchful eyes of our people. Neither they nor. It was literally like squeezing marble balls. "Ha Ha, thought you could trick me, huh? I was ready for you, Kenny. So, they're really frigging hard, aren't they? Hey check this out, too. Why don't you give these bad boys a few solid punches?"With that, he slowly lifted up his tee shirt to reveal a beautifully defined eight pack. "Go ahead, punch 'em. Trust me, you're not gonna hurt this brick wall." I obliged and gave a few jabs, each bouncing right off as if I were hitting an actual brick. Her hands stroked his back lightly as her pussy still spasmed lightly. His cock had softened but not completely like his father's used to."Get off Darling, get off me," she whispered in his ear. Tommy pulled his cock out of his mother's cunt with a soft popping sound. He rolled onto his side and looked at his mother's heaving chest, her nipples still erect.Sally sat up and glanced at her son's cock, glistening from a mixture of both their juices. She cupped a hand between her thighs and getting. The man was obviously sick… to be making up such a story to explain away his abusive behavior, but then the story got even weirder… Louis Hanson controlled his sobbing again and looked pitifully at the man who had every reason in the world to hate him. He figured he owed him the truth… He sniffed deeply and cleared his throat as he started again. ‘The voices were right, Jay… you’re not my son. I married your mother because I was in love with her… but she didn’t love me. Your mother was in love.