"Go get it out of your car. You can't fool me," I said."Matt, I fucking serious," Kris said but not convincingly. He broke into asmile then began laug...ing. "Damn you Matt, you can read me like a book." Well, you weren't pissed off like I knew you would be if you didn'tscore," I said.Kris shut the door for no reason since it wasn't a secret or anything."Dudes, I scored big time. The first place I went that little conveniencestore just off campus carded my ass. I was bound and determined I. He pulls his shorts back up and motions me to sit with him. I ungracefully fall on the couch next to him and grab the extra beer which he opens for me. It’s cold and delicious. Perfect. “My father grew up in Nova Scotia. He moved to the states in his twenties, but we’d go visit his family every summer. They lived on the coast and my older sister and I spent most of our time on the rocks outside of this lighthouse. The keeper was just as you’d expect, old and craggy, but he seemed to have a. I could feel Blake’s balls swinging back and forth, and occasionally they would hit against mine. I knew that this was going to be Blake’s grand finale and that he wasn’t going to stop until he had unloaded all of his cum. I could quickly hear him begin to pant and he began smacking my ass, *slap, slap, slap*, as if he was encouraging a race horse to run faster and faster. With his panting and smacking my moans grew louder and louder. I was telling him, “fuck me hard,” “give me all of your big. He slid his hand beneath it and began massaging her breast, wrongly imprisoned in a bra. He would fix that soon enough.He lowered her slowly to the couch, still rubbing her breast and already swollen nipple and then lifted her shirt all the up and over her head. Her bra snapped in front and he made quick work of that.Her breasts were before him now and he moaned and kissed the valley between them.He felt her hand stray to his waist and then brush his hard cock. It jumped in his pants but he.