Jerry laughed and said, “I’ve heard of puppies and cats following people home, but never a trashcan.”“Stuff it, you...” Tom had to pull a wa... of paper from his mouth. Disgusted, he threw it in the trashcan.“That’s a pretty lame trick,” Jerry said. He pointed to the woman at the register and said, “You’re holding up the line.”Tom moved forward and the trashcan followed him. He paid for his lunch looking over his shoulder at the trashcan. The woman at the register cackled and said, “Enjoy your. ”“Good. Go get changed.”Errol watched the four-foot-eight-inch, light-skinned midget walk down the hallway. He checked on his daughter. Then, he went to the fridge a got a beer. He was sitting on the sofa when Lamar returned. His baby momma’s uncle was now wearing a light blue sequined ballerina corset.Errol jumped up and rushed over to the forty-one year-old little person. He hugged him and said in his baritone voice, “I missed my tiny li’l faggot.”“Really, sexy,” asked Lamar.“Hell yeah! Look. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping steadily. He slowly pushed against my anal ring until his head popped through. A pain shot up my spine but quickly faded as he held still and let me adjust to his girth. I dove down on the cock in front of my face and took him deep into my throat. Both men were intent on plunging their meat into my depths.The moans filled the room. The cock in my ass made a slow trip into my bowels as the other went deep into my gullet.The waves of pleasure washed across. Choosing the smoothest one and touching them in the search of medium size panty to fit me better than my ex gf wasi bought 8 and left the store eager to try em allpassing in front of the back home with my ''la senza'' bag i never saw him following me since the groceryhe saw it once just a glimpse as i took some food from the one alley and stayed around trying to see if he saw it rightJoseph a retired 55 year old black guy who worked hard all his life in construction just followed his instinct.