For a cop. For as much as a car can mosey ... Mr. Ott is moseying.Kurt has stopped in front of a dead tree ... he's talking to it."Kurt, that's NOT an...Ent. It's a Maple." Are you sure?" asked Kurt. "It looks pretty Entish to me." C'mon, guy. Mr. Ott is still watching. Vickie! Quit kissing my wife." Aw ... rats!" This from both the wife and Vickie. Sometimes the two of them talk like twins!Mr. Ott pulls up behind us ... but we keep walking. Two more blocks ... with a police escort.It's not a. We'll have a chat later"With that he patted me on the head and chuckled to himself as he left me alone in the bathroom.Feeling really weird but still tingly I steppedover to the toilet.Pulling my half-hard will through my pj fly and pointing it in the bowl I looked down.WOW! In the water I could see some big lumps of white stuff floating.Remembering the stuff I'd seen hanging off daddy's willy I guessed this was the same stuff.Then I also got a whiff of a smell coming up into my nose.It. When Bill finished his beer, he ordered Cortni to fetch them a couple each and get back on her knees, and blow his nasty cock. As she did, she felt Duff behind her, groping her ass and crotch roughly before starting to spank her. Every time Duff would slap one of her little bum cheeks, the force of it would make her take more of Bill's cock down her gullet. Bill started getting really excited watching his friend spank his little teen whore, and when he grabbed her hair, she went limp for him,. Which leads up to today. It's mid-May, but less warmer for the season thanusual, so a lot of people are still wearing jackets and long legwear, forthe most part. I don't currently have school because of an early year-endrelease from some sort of crisis I understood not, so I pretty much hadall day to do whatever I wanted, since the babysitter I have has basicallylet me just do whatever I wish to, as long as I'm not making a ruckus oranything. Of course, only when she naps, do I dare wear my.