Dad was grunting louder now and Little Piggy suspected he was going to squirt like the other night. She could remember his smell and the feeling of th... penis getting stiff and squirting deep in her mouth. Sure enough, dad pushed and mom snorted and shook all over. Dad pushed again with a grunt and mom shook and shook. Little Piggy was drenched. Sweat stood like little droplets all over her body. Her hand was soaked and she wasn't easily able to stand. She could make out the movement in the. You won't find it to your liking. There is no sex, there are no wimps, and there aren't any "GREY AREAS" of understanding. That's not the Huedogg style.All you need to believe is, "I'm not an evil Man" by HuedoggWhat would you do if you came home to scene I just witnessed? My first impulse was to grab my gun and lay waste to them. Lucky for them, I'm not an evil man. I've lived by my own code most of my life. The only time I had to conform was my time in the military. Where there are no places. She worked a finger inside herself, then two; then rubbed and stretched until she came. She drifted off to sleep with the most pleasant and sordid of dreams that night – that she and Jayden were a couple.____________“Thanks Ms. P!” Jayden beamed as he poured over her comments and corrections on his “B.” He’d really devoted himself to it.Layla Pope beamed too. She’d been borderline neglectful of the rest of the class, but she’d read and re-read Jayden’s essay, bringing herself to orgasm each. She had grown used to it. They kept their gaze as she walked towards the denser part of the slums. Small smoke stacks filled the sky with dull smog. The slums melted into the haze of the horizon. The elderly slum-dwellers slept. Children leaned against posts and ran their fingers into the dirt. Some slept in the nude. Mothers sewed. Workers banged on pieces of metal. A gang of children accumulated behind her.She often took the children to the hills. The children raged with curiosity, but then.