.Rick stares at me bleary-eyed and silent. Even half-asleep and hungover, Rick is the epitome of masculine power. Dark hair, blue eyes, 250 lbs of sol...d muscle packed onto a 6'4" frame. It's a real shame that the poor guy is dumb as a rock. That's actually why he's still here, living with Mom and Dad. He's two years older than me and was the town's great football superstar. Everybody swore he was going to be the next Drew Brees (I have no idea who that is... famous athlete or something) but. I continued to hold and massage his back and his breathing intensified and then his grinding did as well. I felt his muscles flex and relax and precum was flowing out of our cocks. I knew I had allowed this to go too far and didn’t want to do anything more while he was sleeping. I felt it to be so wrong. I tried pushing him away and onto his back. Instead he pulled me by my waist and thrusted himself pressing his cock against mine. I finally pushed him up hard enough to not having his. She would try desperately to opening her mouth as wide as she could, never able to fully accept it in her mouth voluntarily. The result was that she would gag messily all over the cock in her mouth and all over herself as well. If she ever spluttered or gagged, which was a frequent occurrence, she was slapped hard in the face. She pictured one side of her face bright red from the abuse and even found herself slapping her own wet face as her body wracked itself with a powerful orgasm. She. ”I heard the timer in the kitchen, and Mom got up to get dinner on the table. I offered to help and followed her into the kitchen. About two minutes later, with a pot of savory stew, bread, and salad on the table, we called my dad and Liz to come eat. Liz waited until mom served ice cream to drop her bomb.“I’m dating Paul Reynolds and we’re going to get married,” she said.The explosion was immediate. My dad’s face went red and I expected to see steam literally come out of his ears and was.