“He’d LIKE it!” Stevie annulled her sting.“Would NOT!” Phil was angry.“You said you wanted to wear her shorts on your head!” Stevie dodg...d and ducked Phil’s flurry of wild punches.“Did NOT, you little traitor!” Phil should have taken the fifth. Even while Phil landed one between Stevie’s shoulder blades, and frequently backstabbed another fist into Stevie’s spine, Stevie was ecstatic in victory, as he was chased around.“See! You ADMITTED it!” hahaheehee!. Stevie taunted!“Knock it off, fellas!”. He was very surprised to find they were easy to get and simple to install. He briefly considered getting a handy man to do it, but decided he wanted to do it himself. He noted the curtains he wanted – sound-damping as well lightproof – and closed down the computer.There was something nagging for his attention, and he couldn't for the life of him think what it might be. He sat for moment pondering when it suddenly dawned on him: today was Saturday! Laughing at himself, he went back and changed. ‘Jess, Chrissy made the lasagna. This was her way of thanking you for helping her. I do agree with you that it’s some of the best tasting lasagna I’ve ever had,’ said mom. ‘Chrissy, this is some really good stuff,’ I stated feeling slightly embarrassed. ‘Thank you, my mom was quite a cook and I learned most everything from her. Since she passed, I kind of miss cooking,’ said Chris. My dad said, ‘You can cook anytime you want here, Chrissy. We’ll do our best to try and eat it,’ dad laughed. Sue. My whole body trembled and shook as he speared me. He then said he was cumming. Calvin had huge balls – they looked like softballs. He cummed for five minutes, filling me up with his gooey semen. He pulled his huge member back out. My ass canal walls clung to his chocolate hose. My opening was gaping wide and leaked out his cum, dripping down onto the floor and creating a large, sticky pool there.My rear was numb and throbbed after the brutal assault from his monster cock. Calvin told me that I.