All was good. A week and a half had gone by and I got a call from Veronica asking me if I could get any good pot. I picked some up from a grower frien... of mine and made my way over to her place a few hours later. As I was walking up to her door it opened and out walked Veronica saying that she had to go to the store real quick and would be right back. One of her friends was in the living room and to go ahead in and wait for her there. I went in, made some small talk with her friend then decided. While persued by strangers Cocknar had to survive in a criminal world. But with his fighting skills and persistance, Cocknar managed to battle the elements and escape hell. This has turned him into the man he is today.Having finally found some stability, Cocknar now works on travelling and surviving of nature.What was once a t-shirt is now nothing more than a collection of dirt, loose pieces of fabric and holes, only barely able to hang from his shoulders like a discarded old towel.There's a. .."Suddenly, her left calf cramped and she could no longer support herself as she landed flat footed on the block. She let out an agonizing scream as her lips swallowed the biggest portion of the metal ball and punched a path into her stomach. A big gush of the greasy lubricant pushed out around the ball and shot down onto the ground. She tried to bring her cuffed hands to the front to protect herself from the pain, but was abruptly stopped by the angle. As the tears flowed, she slowly. This spreads my legs wide. I run my thumb up from my asshole to the back of my balls. A shiver runs up through my balls. Then I rub my finger tips against the tight cotton imprisoning my cock. From the end of each finger, tingles of pleasure slowly accumulate at the bottom of my cock. I like running my hands across my ass and thighs. I reach up under my shirt and pinch each nipple. Not a lot, but just a sting. I return my hands to my lap and rub my palms up and down against my cock. I am.