“1, how many Cannons came out of the factory today?”1 scratched his head in thought for a moment. “Well, it was about 14. That one over there is...the last one we have materials for. I’m afraid were out of lightning ... Err, of the LS3 materials Guildmaster.”James gave a nod of the head. “Fine, go tell Norman to get some... ‘flower power’ ready, you’ve got wounded coming in soon. Oh, and 1, how much longer on the Berta’s.”1 just looked confused for a moment then looked back into the factory at. "Be safe dad and don't let them get to you ok." My dad nodded before turning to my stepmom Beth. He hugged her and him a kiss. "Be safe sweety I couldn't stand to loose you." They parted and my father left on his week long business trip. "Ok Beth I'm heading out to hang with friends." "John it's been over a year why won't you just call me mom? I have been so kind to you yet you scorn me." I looked at her with eyes full of malice. "No reason," I said before walking out the door.A few hours. She continued her inspection of her sleeping husband. His shoulders were broad, his chest muscular and just slightly furred. His stomach was flat, despite the decrease in activity since they were no longer involved directly in the fighting. As her gaze traveled further, she realized that he had an erection tenting up the sheets. She had been feeling sorry for him for months, since Wynne had declared they could no longer have sex safely. She was frustrated and missing their nightly exercise, and. On the tip of the tent was a small wet spot. I slowly took my finger and touched the tip, at the wet spot and Ben’s body jerked. The spot was wet and sticky. I wrapped my fingers around the bulge, and could feel heat radiating from it. For some reason, I began to move my hand up and down, then it hit me. I was performing a hand job. My curiosity was not cured by stroking Ben’s penis through his boxers, I want to feel it in my hand. I reached and hooked my fingers into Ben’s belt loops. He.