Popped you right after you popped..." Bert searched his memory. "Hey Ritchie, who was the jackoff Rache popped the night I took her cherry?"One of his...boys, I didn't see which, answered, "It was that Irish prick, Junior Riley, Boss."I could have told him that, but my mouth was full."Oh yeah, Riley. What a vicious little bastard. You did him with that little girly gun, didn't ya, Rachael?" He didn't wait for an answer but pulled my head down so I could deep throat him again. "And there you were,. The man sneaking in that way would have to be drawn to Rolly so that he wouldn't try to go back towards the other trails to find his friends. The best way that Rolly could think to do that was to let the man know where he was, so Rolly quietly made his way to the end of the beach and made noises as if he were emptying his bowels before settling down for sleep.He then shambled to a good spot for action, and after placing sticks strategically across his trail, he pretended to settle in for the. I tried shlong, shclong and schlong, even chlong... No luck. Mom and Dad had a big dictionary in the bookcase in the living room. The thing was about 4" thick and weighed a ton. I was able to find schlong. It was a Yiddish word and it was slang for a male sexual organ. That didn't do me a whole lot of good. I thought Weinstein was Jewish and I knew they spoke Yiddish, so I knew I was on the right trail.Organ threw me a couple of curves. I ruled out the musical instrument right away, but got. ' I hadn't planned on masturbating that evening, but as time went on, I became increasingly more erotically aroused by what I was witnessing and hearing; and so, eventually, there was a moment where I stepped away from the edge of the bed, and in a hurry, I rapidly masturbated, and shot my load of sperm; the pleasure this produced was one of the most intense I'd ever known! Plus, there was something undeniably 'fitting', and 'proper', in my mind at that moment, to jettison my own sperm like.