. hmmm..."After what seemed one full minute of fingering my cunt, Brad pulled my thong out and spread it to cover my cunt lips as best as it could.I s...opped sucking dad and said, "Thank you, uncle." At least my cunt is now thong-covered, I thought.I went back to sucking dad's cock and Brad went back to caressing my loins. This time his fingers sought my clitoris and played with it through the thong, causing it to swell some more and throb with thrill. And soon the thong again slipped inside my. I had Ian kneel over his face and rub his huge >balls all over the kid's cute nose and mouth. Treavor really hated that. >The >smell of sweaty, randy dick and balls all over his face. Ian was leaking >pretty good again, and so he dripped some pre-fuck onto the kid's nose and >mouth. I was now fucking three fingers into the newly formed ass pussy. I >knew I had to get the hole to take three fingers easily, or he would never >be able to take my prick. We were all a bit drunk, so I wasn't as. Something about him put my teeth on edge, so I took a closer look. He seemed to be too well put-together. It was like he had donned a costume to go out and hook up with girls at a bar. I’d seen plenty of his type when I was in LA.Then it struck me: Ashley’s boyfriend was made up because he was nervous about meeting me. The Alpha Male in me took an interest in his obvious challenge.“That’s really interesting. Who the hell are you?” I asked to make sure I hadn’t assumed incorrectly.I could feel. His name is Peter Jenkins, and he would appreciate it if you gave him a call at your convenience’ Allan gave me the number and I decided to call the chief the next day. His name seemed really familiar but I couldn’t place it then. I called the number at U of T that Allan had given to me. It really felt strange, I was contacting the school that I had left under such disastrous conditions years ago, after I swore I would never have anything to do with the place again. A cheerful voice answered,.