.''he took me by the leash and unlock me ''can i get in, you have bees?''''yes ok ''i got us beers in a obvious bbc owned outfit''my sister had this c...azy plan and well itsmy birthday i never thought she would do it for real''''iam gay and kinda not out of the closet''''shes the only one who know, she caught me with a school friend wearing her panty a while ago when we live together and since then been my confident''i listen drinking beer ''so yeah you are supposed to be my birthday white slut. Her words were in no way accusatory, she was just relaying the story … “You know the old prison cells under the Town Hall in Leeds?” My wife continued.You mean the ones with a narrow corridor, dark and ominous with an interrogation cell, containing a rack, a wooden-pony and a torture chair that can be used to cause extreme pain, not to mention near-death experiences, especially to nubile teenage female students?“Hmmm, not really dear, can’t say that I was aware of them.”Bear face lie, but. On the drive there she asked me if I'd managed to leave myself alone for the week, I admitted that with great difficulty that I had, to this she smiled and said that as I had been a good boy she would give me a taste of what was to come later. With this she proceeded to pull her dress up, to reveal at first stocking tops, and then an amazingly smooth pussy. After warning me more than once to keep my eyes on the road she started to stroke her pussy telling me that it was so smooth because she. He started to get closer to me. I could feel my hormones starting to kick in, when his hand lightly touched my face. He leaned over me a kissed me, kissed me like no man has ever done before. He gently laid his body on top of mine. My legs started to shake from the friction he was creating by moving his hips. I ran my fingers along his spiked hair, down along his neck. That really made him jittery and jirate more.My hands wandered off to explore the ripples of his stomach. Oh my god, I can't.