I got it again when I got home too from mom and dad. Now these punks log on and it’s all tits and ass, suck and fuck fest. Of course after what you ...just said, I’m surprised you weren’t peeling the chili over one of Tim’s family photo albums.”“You sound just like Bruce,” said Sal with a laugh as he ducked to avoid anything that I might have in reach to throw at him.“Thanks a lot, fag. Don’t you have shit to not do?”“Nah. Bruce is currently not doing it. But seriously, how is it that all of our. Under our protection his life was good and he soaked up knowledge like a sponge; teachers sent him to the library because he was so ahead of everybody else. He was self-taught in advanced matrix math and topography, so he had no problem keeping all the moving cars straight in his head. In 9th grade I issued him a girlfriend - his first; she was a 10th grader who was good with a razor and her little .32 Cheetah. I called her his bodyguard. She exceeded orders and fell in love with the short. He fucked her hard and as he did she groaned with delight. Between the groans she began to talk dirty both to the lad fucking her and also to those of us looking on"Oh yeah fuck that pussy" she mumbled "can you all see that cock fucking my pussy?" she added. By now the three of us in line had moved closer in. One friend had began filming the show whilst my other friend and I each rubbed her naked breasts which were swinging back and forth with the rhythm of my mate pounding her pussy. She. Her flexing and twisting added just too much additional stimulation and with a force and power that felt even greater than any of those I had already experienced that week, my cock finally exploded, blasting the first gout of churning semen deep inside her. I continued frantically ramming myself into her, feeling my cock pumping again, and again, and again, as though determined to drain every single drop of fluid from my body. And then, when I was sure I was totally spent, I felt Ros, still.