There was a whooshing sound as the big heating fans came back on to reheat the interior of my loft. They automatically did this every time the garage ...oor opened. I had another door that opened from the inside of the building, but I hardly ever used it. It was much more fun to simply drive straight into my living room. I stepped off of the plastic coated garage flooring and onto the plush carpeting of the living room area and took her hand and pulled her with me.She looked around the loft,. I am on fire from head to toe and I reach round Jake and pull him into my mouth, he holds my head and slowly fucks my face and I feel Frankie reach from behind and hold my head up for Jake. I feel Frankie drive in deeper, faster than before. I think he is excited and as he dives in I feel his balls slap mine and he locks his legs and just leans into me breathing harder in my ear... “Ride my cock!” he tells me...and I start rocking on the chair pushing him deep.Jake pulls his cock out,. But today, we put those things to the side. He whispered to me, "Ya see, I think you saw that Leonard is not exactly packing all the batteries his head was born with. He's a fuckin' retard." His voice began to raise as if he were a pastor on Sunday delivering his sermon. "But I love him anyway. So when he came home to tell me the Ranch kicked out my brother and compatriot because some twink who posed as the Pen's fuckpig, I made some calls." At this point, I was shaking, ironically, not because. " I did as suggested and was able to get another inch of his dick. Joe said I could do better and pushed my head further down the cock shaft. I felt as if I was swallowing a football but oddly didn't have any strong gag reflex. Joe opined, "That's good. No gagging. Let's do more," and he pushed my head hard even further down over the cock and rocked my mouth back and forth over it. After another minute Joe said, "I think you have six inches. I'm going to give you two more inches so keep your.