. please, tell me why."Suddenly filled with rage, he jumped up, and started rapidly firing, but two hits out of six attempts only made him madder. "St...upid mailbox," he shouted.'Seven ... seven years shot to hell ... all because of one ... God, how I hate that fucking bitch, ' he thought while palming the last rock. Drawing a solid bead on the poor mailbox, he let loose with all the fury he could muster. His flash of pride was short lived as it ricocheted off the back of the small metal. " Couldn't miss them," Leigh smiled as she patted the empty space alongside her. Accepting her glass of rum, she sipped it slowly as she kept her eyes on him. "So you wank to these a lot?" Page sixteen especially," Michael said as he noted which issue she was holding.Leigh turned to the page and saw a feature on Milfs and incest fantasies. The woman taking up first page of the article was not unlike her in looks. Blonde hair, soft feminine face and a 38D chest. Looking back at him, she knocked. The smell of his sex was overpowering and filled my nose like a d**g, with the bell end on the tongue I forced my face forward and felt the shaft enter. I closed my lips around the shaft and pulled back, leaving a string of saliva from the bell end to my lips. I forced my mouth over his shaft again and took more of the black cock in my mouth. Holding his cock with a thumb and forefinger I slowly wanked it, I could feel the shaft thicken, and the bellend stretching the foreskin as I pulled it. “And what reasons are those?”He pushes his face toward mine, and our lips connect in a startlingly gentle kiss. After a moment, I feel his hand on my leg, and I pull back.“Ah, ah… That was just a freebie for being a returning customer. Watch that hand unless you’re willing to pay for it.”He laughs and pulls back. “How much?”I shrug. “Depends on what you want. I’ll let you touch me for a hundred, since you seem to like it so much.”I did, too, but I am hardly going to admit that. I can tell he’s.