I opened the door a little more to move my body in a bit more, I looked around the hallway to see if anyone was coming I was lucky I was alone. I star...ed to get erect my bulge was showing through my shorts, I kept watching Bri move her hand fast for a few seconds then move slowly while moaning my name softly telling me how badly she wants me. I started to feel a lot of pressure in my cock it started to become even harder watching my best friend masturbate. I opened my door a little more to let. The chains on the boots were jingling softly. Keeping her back to him, she picked up a small leather whip, slipping it into her pocket. Then the small leather band she would use to bind his cock and balls.Tonight, unbeknownst to him, would be a night of unforgettable pleasure for him. She turned back to him and quickly crossed the room to him. She stopped in front of him, looking at him. Smirking slightly, as she looked him up and down.Seeing her smirk, he dropped his head, afraid she would. Then he gave a condensed version of what would be covered, describing everything in the most lurid of terms. The attack on my home was ‘a raging battle’, the wreck on Lakeside Drive was ‘a high-speed collision’, and my wounds were ‘life-threatening’ and I was in ‘critical condition and fighting for his life!’I looked over at my mother and asked, “If this is critical condition, what’s worse?”“What I will do to you if you ever get shot up like this again! Now, ssshhh!”I looked at Dad and smiled.. Another I know is a collector of bamboo fly fishing rods. Another collects old, vintage road maps of the United States. Like I said, there are all sorts of things that can be a 'hobby.' I have no interest in stamp-collecting, or old tools, or antique fly-fishing poles, or old road maps...but, I do have my own 'hobby', and that's 'collecting' blow jobs! You see? I've been an avid fan of sucking other guys cocks since I was a teenager growing up in Oklahoma back in the 50's!My dad was a.