With Gonad to see was to act, and he thrust his hips forward with unerring aim and buried his immense erection ball deep into the slave girl's pussy w...ith a single mighty stroke."Holy Hecate! What are you fucking me with, a tree trunk?" yelled the slave girl in shock.Gonad was never able to master doing more than one thing at a time, and it was either talk or fuck. Fucking won out. It took less effort.The girl put her head in her hands and sighed. Why did she have to get these barbarian heroes. But instead of lighting it,he lit up a cigarette and handed it to me,as Steve handed me what was left in the glass. I drained it and said "I'm going to make another batch."I was crushing out the cigarette and turning to go,when Bobby handed me the lit joint. So I stayed where I was and took a toke. As I was exhaling I felt two hot,wet tongues licking along the softening shaft of my dick. I took another toke and held it,as they traded sucking the head of my slowly hardening cock. I put the roach. I hadn't really looked through the bathroom to see what was there, and of course I hadn't thought to deal with my lack of toiletries while I was shopping for groceries.I slept restlessly, but still woke up early, as I had every day that I'd been Cooper. I puttered around in the kitchen for a little bit, but I felt isolated here at the house by myself so I climbed into the Wrangler in search of breakfast.I decided to go west on River Road today to see what I could find that way and wound up. "It's not about daddy," I said quickly andturned back to Cynthia. "I thought he was only going to be there onenight, and then they were going to transfer him to another facility." The juvenile shelters are full." What about foster care?" I suggested. "Surely that's better than jail." It's complicated?" What do you mean?"Apparently Timothy told the police that he was being bullied at theboys' ranch." Yes, he told us that too." Did he tell you why?" He didn't have to. We found him remember. We.