”“Everyone is coming to me for advice,” he laughed. I blinked at that, wondering who else when he asked, “What about?”I followed him into th... kitchen where he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a Gatorade. I bet he needed his electrolytes with all the women in his house he must be fucking. He stared at me as he took a deep drink, waiting.“You’re just the only guy I know that’s...”“Fucking his sisters, mom, and aunt?” Clint asked.“Yeah.”“So, you want to move onto your mom,” Clint grinned. “I. They were lovely and I wanted to feel them with my hands.That day, on the way back, I asked her if she wanted a lift to which she smiled and agreed.On the way back, she thanked me and said, “Sir I am really grateful that someone of higher ranks is giving me a lift – many people see me but they just ignore and drive off.”To this, I replied, “It’s ok! Aap ko jab bhi lift chahiye hoga mujhe batana, aap ko chal ke jane ka koi jarurat nahi” (whenever you need a lift, just let me know. No need to. "Oh? What's that?" Victor asked as he took the plastic number tag for his bag and slid it into his back pocket."A 1940 #1 issue of..." Jerry said as he grinned as he reached under the cabinet and held up the framed comic."NO FUCKING WAY!" Victor said in surprise as he looked at the mother of all comics. A number one issue of Batman, signed by Bob Kane, the artist."Fucking Way, Dude!" Jerry said as he lowered the frame so Victor could look at it."How much?" Victor asked even though he knew he. “Harder, harder, harder,” she demanded.The harder I sucked on her breast, the more she demanded I suck harder.“Hurt me,” she cried out at one point.Wow. I had met some women in the past two or three years who liked it a little rough, but never anything like this.I bit down on a nipple and Jenny screamed, “Yes, yes, yes, harder, harder.”A little rough sex was one thing – Jenny was something else entirely.After several minutes of increasingly rough treatment of her breasts, Jenny told me to put.