I mean - I’m progressive. Kind of. So I don’t have a problem with the whole gay thing. Kind of. But in his case, he’s like this huge contradicti...n. He’s big and hairy and beefy like me but the k** is SUCH a fucking cocksucker. He practically begged me to fuck him and what k** does that to his father? But, once the guys on the crew figured out the Boss’ son was a whore, it was only a matter of time before I had to join in. I mean ignoring the fact that your k** is a fag just makes it seem like. You hastily pull my jeans away from my body. This releases my hard cock from its constraints, as we sink to the floor. I begin kissing your body moving slowly downwards. I pause for a moment to admire your pierced belly button. I gasp at how smooth your pussy is. Your swollen lips are glistening with moisture, just like drops of nectar on a flower. Your scent is intoxicating as I slide one of my fingers inside you. A gasp escapes your lips as your amazing body responses and quivers at my. What chance did she ever have? Against me? Against any man? I heldboth her arms with one of mine, and used the other to tear off her shirt. Shewasn't wearing a bra, which just made things easier for me. Her tits werebigger than most of my girls, a nice 36C, with puffy pink nipples. I glanceddown and noticed a naval ring accentuated her pale stomach. On impulseI leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of course. “Please. Please, just...take all my money and stuff, and leave. No onewill know.. The old familiar tingle reminded her of her University days when she was quick to bend over or get on her knees at the slightest suggestion just like a well-trained hound to the sound of a bugle. Her nickname on campus was "The Beaver" because she was so eager to do a good job.The second box was filled with some equipment that was termed "bonus items" and John explained it was just ordinary "cleansing" gear to remove the sludge from her metabolic system and get her on the fast track to.