She enveloped my shaft with her loving mouth and with thoughts of what I just witnessed running through my mind brought me to a forceful climax fairly...quickly.We exited the cover of the trees & hedges and found the boys moving our lawn furniture so the mowing could continue. I slapped Mary on the butt and said I had to get back to my projects. Which was to find a place to watch until she had Paul to her self.Once the lawn mower was silent, Paul headed for the pool shed. He was covered with. It took him quite a while to come back, though, and I was bored. I triedlying on my bed with the lights off, but I couldn't get to sleep. Thecarrot hadn't worn off yet. I even considered SMSing Roger and asking himto bring in some ginger, or speed-running to the kitchen to get somemyself, but decided I shouldn't get too used to that and shouldn't rely onit, and should instead try to stick it out. I turned my light back on andtried to read various books, but none of them, not even my. .. Except for the waiting. The waiting was awful. The fighting -- Christ! The fighting was terrible, when it was happening! I'd wet my pants, for God's sake! Next time, maybe I'd shit my pants! It didn't get any easier. I wasn't at all confident that it wouldn't happen!But as horrific as the fighting was, the waiting, maybe, was even worse.Edward, breathless from running, skidded to a stop next to my spot at the machine gun emplacement. "Radio!" he said.I ran up one flight to our radio room.. I think dominant guys are so hot. With all the name-calling, hair pulling, and pleasure mixed with pain." Myron's erection gradually grew as he read more."I wish a guy would just bend me over my desk and fuck me. Calling me names and spanking me. I like big dicks because I love the feeling that I'm getting ravaged. Oh, God. I'm so horny now. I'm gonna go play with my vibrator for a bit."Sitting on the edge of his sisters bed, a million thoughts raced through his head. Those thoughts, however,.