"Chief Brewster has it."And the fun and games started. Not fun and not games. Getting a bit knotty.No one seemed to know where or, for that matter, wh...o Naval Reserve Chief Petty Officer Brewster was ... or ... for that matter ... what he was. I think that phrase is going to become very popular ... for that matter ... I am sure of it."He has been doing all our maintenance."Fairly soon, David ran out of patience ... two seconds before Grace did. Grace out of patience is Grace out of control and. Thenhe slapped me across the face and said, "Pay attention bitch. Suck my cockwith some serious enthusiasm or I'll slap the shit out of you."That wouldn't have been easy since my butt was totally plugged but I gotthe message and got back to business, sucking his cock like the slut I knew Icould be.He then pulled his cock out of my mouth and yanked my hair so that hisballs were now pushing at my mouth. I knew what he wanted and gave it to him. Ilicked and sucked his balls while he masturbated.. 'How old were you when it was cut off?'My mum said I was two days old.'Did it hurt?You bet it hurt. I couldn't walk for a year, 'This one is compliments of John & Beryl:FLAWLESS MALE LOGIC...Woman:Do you drink beer?Man: YesWoman:How many beers a day?Man:Usually about 3 draft Bock beersWoman:How much do you pay per Draft Bock beer?Man: $5.00 which includes a tip(This is where it gets scary!)Woman:And how long have you been drinking?Man:About 20 years, I supposeWoman:So a Bock beer costs $5 and. ”He came out of the bathroom in his jeans and bare feet with no shirt on. At least his pants were fastened, though the belt wasn’t buckled. He bolted to me like I was on fire.“What’s wrong, Ramie? Are you okay?”“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Quit hugging me. Look at this.” I showed him the ad.“Pair of cart horses. Might be lame. Take both for $200.”“The slaughterhouse will get them,” I moaned. “We’ve got to go get them.”“Pa would kill us. How are we going to get them?” I liked the way Kyle jumped.