He remembered almost everything about it, especially how much he liked the feel of the boy's hands on his butt, and his tiny butthole and his dick. Mo...t of the time they crawled in between the stadium wall and the huge bushes, where there was a small open space that was hidden from anyone walking by. The boy would pull down Steve's pants and kneel behind him, playing with his ass; reaching around to stroke and squeeze Steve's baby prick.Sometimes something hot and sticky would splash on his. She cried out and told him he was hurting her. She was crying.We had seen enough. We took the key to his room and went and opened the door and ran in. She screamed as we pulled him off of her and Hank hit him hard over and over. I told her to get her stuff and get the hell out of there. I then joined Hank and got a few good hits in myself. Tom didn't know what hit him. He had no idea who we were or why we were there. We left as quickly as we came; closing the door behind us. We saw the mayor's. I'm sorry that my job saps all of my energy and if you must know, these clothes are my one refuge. When I'm alone in my hotel room after working all day I enjoy putting on some lingerie that makes me feel sexy and I masturbate. Yes, Timmy, you heard me correctly. I masturbate when I'm alone and I'll bet you do too. There, are you satisfied? Have you humiliated me enough this evening or is there something else you want to cross examine me about? If there isn't, then I'm tired and I want to be. Her eyes weren't quite as smoky, but it was as close as he could get. Her body was fine though, rounded and firm, with big breasts that had his hands itching to touch. He bet she had brown nipples, big brown nipples.She had been so easy. A drink bought, a few words exchanged. He had walked her out to her car and had made sure she saw his. She had looked him up and down, saw dollar signs and had agreed to go with him to another bar he knew where the band was much better. She climbed into his car.