. I love it when your ass bounces and those cheeks clap. My god Zoe..." All I could picture was my baby sister wearing that red thong and lace bra on ...hat stage twerking her little ass making her cheeks clap. I could not hold still any longer...I begin dumping my steel hard 8-in cock in and out of Zoe's little pussy. She was so so tight. I could feel her pussy grip my cock like a glove grips a hand. two festivals of her hair with her head arched back slowly pumping in and out of her. She was. " I turned and went inside, not bothering to make sure that my new top hand was following. He could either follow or he could go hungry. It was all the same to me. He followed. I noticed him looking at that case of rifles that I'd drug in earlier. He was also sniffing at the air in the room. I think it probably still smelled of Dru and I, but he was damn impolite to go carrying on about it like he did. He was also looking at the big pot of stew that I had simmering on my stove. He didn't say. "I often stop in at the Burnaby one for lunch."I must have visibly sighed because I saw Francesca smile, then admonish her brothers. "Are you finished with the third degree?" she said. "We'd like to go now."Eduardo laughed and clapped me lightly on the shoulder. "Have a good time. It was nice meeting you. I hope to see you again."That caught me by surprise. "Thank you."Francesca approached her mother and kissed her cheek, getting a smile and a brief comment in Italian in response. She kissed. Or that his jeans now had a woman's cut to them, or that his $150 cross trainers were now a $15 pair of pink Lady Keds. "When I find Brando, he'll know what to do. He's smart, almost as smart as me. Kinda cute, too, and... what am I thinking? Brando is a guy. I'm a guy. He can't be cute. Not even if he's got those dreamy eyes and... No. I'm a guy. I'm a guy. I'm a guy. So is Brando. We're buddies. We been doing stuff together since we was kids. Stealing hubcaps, shooting craps, all that _man_.