”“What like being around spastics?”“Jesus, Sean. I meant autism. Shut the fuck up! You go too far sometimes, and you do it just to piss me off... I hate that.”“And I hate when you go into lecture mode,” Sean commented.“Then fuck you and the horse you rode in on, Tonto,” was my witty and eloquent comeback.Sean gave a bark of laughter. “Tonto goes up to the Lone Ranger: ‘Kimo Sabe, I’ve scouted the area and we’re completely surrounded by ten thousand red Indians, all ready and anxious to swoop in. But he had to respond when she called. The cruel woman had beaten hisbackside with a bamboo cane before she put him into the dress. Hecertainly didn't want to incur another punishment like that. Orsomething worse. So Carl, taking tiny steps, with the dress rubbingagainst his already irritated flesh, moved toward the steps. There was asmall round hole cut into the front of the dress, through which hisflaccid penis protruded. He couldn't even call out to tell her he was onhis way, because. He scoops up a glob of cum on a single finger and tentatively brings it up to his mouth. Sam's eyes widen at the display, as daddy's tongue scoops up the ball of cum from his fingers and brings it into his mouth. 'mmm, tastes good. You must think I'm such a pervert for doing this'Sam nods groans 'Yes daddy, but I'm gonna cum too daddy''mmm, yes Sammy, just let it out and cum all over yourself like I did. cover yourself in your nasty spunk like the slut-boy that you are.'That was all the. " And I would certainly like to show my appreciation for you fixing that and finding my ring. Outside of paying you, of course," Marla said, happily writing him a check.He smiled; not only pleased to have a customer that was so nice and appreciative, but also incredibly sexy.As he moved forward and "accidentally" brushed against her breasts, Marcelo couldn't help but wonder why there was no husband around and felt a stirring in his jeans."I also liked that you didn't waste too time," she said,.