"Hey, kitty, I'm coming now, breakfast time! And isn't it a great day!" And I hit the bottom of the stairs and rounded the corner—Into a horror movi...e.The first thing I saw was the towels spread out on the table. And more towels strewn about on the floor, stiff with what I knew had to be dried blood. And in the middle of the table itself, mostly covered by yet another towel, was my poor cat, unmoving."Oh," burst out of me inadequately. I stopped dead still for a moment and stared.What in God's. Danny Lee’s trailer was just an empty shell to store motorcycle parts and get high.The guys came over usually once a day but didn’t come over as often anymore now that they were part of their Father’s motorcycle club. They had been initiated in as prospects and were expected to run errands and handle small jobs for their father. They were learning to ride motorcycles and maintain them at a garage near the strip club downtown.They left Brock in charge of managing things at the house. At first,. (MATT)friday was finally here i have my weekend to relax, i went through Friday , you guys know how it is , friday always seem long and i couldnt wait the bell rung and i jetted out past everyone to my car and out the parking lot i got home and went to my room and took off my jeans and shirt leaving me with my boxers and white t-shirt that clung to my body and my white soaks i layed on my bed and closed my eyes then last fridays started rushing back in my head how nathans cock was so big and. Jill collapsed backwards again, moaning in desire and lust as yet more flames shot up from her superheated pussy and clit and around her body."Now you try," said Terry, motioning to Trudy.Keeping one hand on her thigh and using his thumb to lightly stroke his daughter's pussy, keeping her aroused and excited, Terry guided his son into giving his mother the best he could. Her father's on again, off again, approach to her pussy was driving Jill wild with lust and need, so when he once more.