I'll get dressed." Brian, stop. I know you want to go help immediately. In Whitney's words, 'If he tries to come here, I'll knock him on his ass.' Thi...nk about it. She'll be much more comfortable resting there and taking a two hour flight than having a sleep-deprived boyfriend load her in the car for a twelve-hour drive," Rose said. I sighed. She was right, of course. Here I was, unable to fix things again. "We need you rested and strong so we can all take care of her when she gets home," Rose. What I wish had happenedThere's a knock on the door that wakes me up, I've fallen asleep under a blanket on the couch. I know that it has to be Tom. I run to the door, excited to see him, answer it and he hands me some of my project work, smiles and stifles a laugh. He brushes past me, unusually close, and that's when I notice; my cock has gone rock hard and the tip just brushed Tom's side as he went into the living-room. He jumps under the covers and takes the sofa for himself.I shyly walk in,. " A shiver raced through her."You're cold," Jer said. "We'd better head back."Barbara nodded and slipped under his arm once again. "Do yea think I'm a great enough reward for a foolish risk?"Jer hugged her to his side and turned to kiss her ear. "You're the greatest reward I can imagine, but what's the risk? A boyfriend?"Barbara laughed and hugged him back. "No, I've no boyfriend, but I do hae a fearsome father. My Da' may no' be to keen on my bringing a cadet home." Then I'll have to be on my. They liked their cocks extra-large, extra-hard, and beautifully shaped. And they expected the studs possessed of such cocks to know how to use their steely, oversized tools. They'd had some luck in the past, finding hot looking, hung, virile studs and enjoying some raw, blistering threesomes with them. Maybe Sharon was becoming jaded. Now she didn't just want a good-looking, hung stud, who happened to be a great fuck. No. She wanted superman; she wanted supercock. She wanted a stud who was not.