I had not really ever done this before, noting his facial features, slight lines at his eyes, his high cheekbones and strong chin. A few scars from th... past, almost invisible that I had not seen before accented his face.My hands went to his belt. I fumbled trying to be unnoticed, opened it, and unzipped his jeans, pulling them open as wide as I could. There nestled in a mass of dark pubic hairs was the light pink head of his cock, almost looking like an egg in a bird nest. Soft and flaccid, it. I jumped and had his legs over my shoulders and my dripping raw cock at his hole in a second. I squirted the lotion on his hole and made entry. He winced and clenched – hmm, not too experienced – so I started talking dirty to him. I told him about Andy jerking off to us fucking. How hot he looked. How I was going to claim his hole for my own. How everyone couldn’t take their eyes off him in his running tights and how see thru it was with his sweat. He relaxed so much, I entered him all. “Then you’ve come to the right man, Sir! I’d do anything for a Grey! We’re all right proud of you here! A post-captain, and only twenty and three! Pray, Sir, ask and I’ll do it.”Thomas smiled. “I knew that I could rely on your loyalty, Mr. Hanson. The thing is, I’ve heard some disturbing things about the way some of the tenants have treated the people acting for me, namely my cousin and Mr. Chalk.”Hanson nodded grimly. “You mean that no-good lout, Jenkins, Sir.”“Yes, his name was mentioned. He. The general practice attorney headed for his son’s apartment first. Quinnell Ali Muhammad, Jr. lived with two roommates across town. He was a senior in college studying computer science. When Big Q arrived, he knocked on the door and greeted J.R. with a hug. “From your mom, son,” he held out the food and shoes.“Thanks, pops,” Junior remarked. “Come in.”“Sure, but I can’t stay too long. I promised Fast Willy I’d help him work on the Chevelle.”“Oh, do he got that thing runnin’ yet?”“Yeah! He.
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