"Good idea," I agreed, well if one could go then the other would be not far behind. "How long before we can leave?" The sealant needs an hour to set, ...nd twenty to cure," she said."Ok, I'll go see if I can find us a cargo," I said.It wasn't hard to find a cargo, what with mail for home piling up all the time."So what do you think?" asked Lila, brandishing the sex pistol under my nose. "I knocked him down to five credits." Great and just what are you going to do with it?" I asked."I thought I'll. Mum pirouetted in front of me, sticking her arse out as she did the spin, and I gazed longingly at her superbly rounded butt, the white cheeks filling her sheer knickers beautifully, and I began stroking my cock as I drank in the sight of my own mother posing lewdly for me. Mum came over to me where I sat, and placing her hand on top of mine she stopped me masturbating. "Don't spill it on the ground!" she said, "Don't you know the Bible says: 'It is better to spill thy seed in the belly of a. Rosmerta couldn’t help but notice Ron’s strong biceps through his tight t-shirt. After a few minutes, a hot and sweaty Ron finally had replaced the barrel.‘Is that all Rosy,’ said Ron as he dusted his hands down.‘Yes......yes thank you,’ said Rosmerta softly, ‘my my you’ve got all sweaty look, let me give you an ice-cold butterbeer on the house,’ she said as she picked up a glass from on top of a barrel and filled it with foamy butterbeer from the tap on the barrel. Ron drank deeply from the. Well, he explains OK too.I loved him since the first day I looked at him enteringin class.He's very young, only 4 years older than me or so...,I'm 19, I'm in the university here in Barcelona(Spain),I'm majoring in electronical engineering.As, I'm sure, you have guessed yet, I'm a gay boy.I'm not out,so the people don't know nothing at all about mebeing straight or not.I studied a bit of english when I was in secondary,so I cantry to explain you my storie, I was taught englishby an old horrible.