Son-of-a-bitch should not haved r a p e d my ass, along with help from Mark Mattox, and Maurice. Putting on the chest protector and jersey, then back ...pstairs for a go cup of coffee, I head for the garage and swing open the door. It was a beautiful day in May in east Texas. Already heating up for the summer, about 80 degrees. School would be out in just 2 weeks. Unchaining the dirt bike from his rack (yep—him), I put my go cup in the back pack and sling it over my shoulder. Mounting the bike,. Fuck. I’ve gotten off to that…’ pant, pant… ‘… more than any other fantasy.’ I slowed my pumping, my cock feeling like it had suddenly doubled in size. ‘You’d want to be her? The center of a gangbang?’ ‘Mmmhmm,’ she answered, biting her lip in a half-pained way. ‘You’d want to be a sex toy for a bunch of guys?’ ‘Fuck yes!’ There was a clear moment in time in which we both weighed whether to take it all the way. As of earlier today, our sex had been fun but not terribly experimental. I imagined. 5 inch ka tha bt mota bht tha neanearly 2-2.5 inch ka meri to chut mein aag lg gyi maine man bna liya ki aj dopahr mein hi isse chudam chudai krungi maine nahaya nd khana bnane lgi aur maine fir se bra aur panty nhi phni thi mere nipples thode dikh rhe the nd boobs uchal bhi rhe the wo hall me t.V. Dkhne ka natak kr rha tha wo bs mere boobs ko dekhe ja rha tha maine mann bna liya tha ki manas se seedhe seedhe ppoochungiHum dono ne khana khaya nd hum dono baithe t.V. Dekh rhe the achanak se. "I sighed, "Mother, to put it bluntly, it's time for you to get your head out of your ass. How are your country club friends treating you? Are they calling to take you to lunch or to the club?"She shook her head. "No, Brad. They aren't, though I'm sure you know that." I had expected it, Mother. I never thought they were a caring group. You always seemed to be the one carrying them around and buying lunches. Are they even calling?" No." Is anyone calling?" Carol from Uncle Billy's has called.