His eyes travelled over his lover, taking in every detail, from the arch of his instep to the paler than pale scar low on the boy's abdomen he had nev...r seen before. On his other hip was a tattoo, black ink hard against his skin, of a wolf's head silhouetted against the moon. It was hard to believe as he slept, so soft and fragile seeming, that all about the boy when he was awake was like the wolf. The one on his hip and the silver one he wore strung around his tender throat at all times. His. It hurt but it was a good hurt.Kyle's manhood was totally buried in his Dad's ass now. He then started to pick up a rhythm. He was now watching his cock slide in and out--his balls slapping off his Dad's beautiful ass."Yeah fuck him k**! Fuck your hot daddy's ass with that big horse dick of yours!" ordered the intruder as he stroked his own cock. "Tell him how good it feels in there boy." Oh, Dad, Daddy. It feels so fucking good in that tight ass of yours," Kyle was totally wrapped up in. Rolling Maggie over, I buried into her warm, cum-filled tunnel, finding out first hand why Michael hadn't lasted long. She was warm beyond belief, as if the lust of sex had channeled all her body heat into her groin. Maggie and Tom held Michael's spent cock between their mouths as I fucked Maggie deep and deliberate, struggling to hold back from cumming. It was a loosing battle.I crawled up to her chest as Tom reached out to feel my cock, slick with her juices. "Open up, Maggie. Open and suck. The boats and subs were tied and arranged by Alliances so the Olafson boats were next to the Lindbergh boats, the Oseberg and Peerson boats, to my surprise the Elhir boats as well. The three green and yellow Steiner boats had the Olafson flag tied over the bows.Uncle Hogun was busy cutting portions of a Fangsnapper roast.“Can you cut me a piece with as much crust as possible?” I asked and he looked up dropped the sword sized butcher knife and gave me a bear hug that squished the air out of my.