I thought I might know what that reference meant.The wife set hot cakes down on the table to the far side and as she returned to the stove she came cl...se and first sniffing her hand reached to rub around my scrotum area with very warm butter. That felt good, surprising, but just the same, really good. I found myself wanting to fondle her back in the worst way but there was no way I had courage enough to do that. I surprised myself by not being more nervous with her intrusions and as of the. He wasn't sure it mattered anyway. He'd heard this guy kicked ass, and he wasn't about to tangle with him without a bunch of backup. Or a gun of his own. Besides, the guy next to him was a fucking walking mountain and Brent sure as hell didn't want to mix it up with him! He started shifting around to get off the wall."Oh Brent," said the man in a conversational tone. "The Tankers aren't welcome here. You guys should think about leaving us alone. If you have a problem with me, I'll be happy to. " "Thanks, Travis," he laughed. "I want to fuck her again tonight but she said she has to study." I was incredibly turned on by listening to his story. While Zack and I were talking, Shane had texted again asking if I wanted to pop over and hang out. I wanted to so bad but I was so confused by everything that had happened. So I replied that I had shit to do and that I'd talk to him tomorrow. 'That's cool', he replied. When the boner I had from listening to Zack finally subsided, I hit. Not more than a few steps up and a nearby pile of dirt up the road lost a wisp of itself that proceeded directly on a high-speed collision course with Rick's eyeballs. The free sandblasting, courtesy of Mother Nature, stung Rick as he feebly attempted to squint his eyes to protect them from further abrasion. The combination of cold and grit proved too much for his eyes to handle, and they began to water mercilessly as Rick swore and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.Finally regaining some.