The lower level acted as a sub-basement in which were stalls for thesmaller calves. The upstairs and loft were for the other larger a****lsand the hay... and feed. I came into the main level and headed for the soundof the bleating calf. Just above the sound, I stopped and peered throughthe cracks in the floor. It was my first encounter with Grandpa's hugecock. Grandpa lay naked in the hay with the calf on its side, his hugecock pumping away at the calf's asshole. His cock, wet with his own andthe. Prison guards had blocked further progress down the corridor and were obviously guarding a particular room.Thwack!"Robert!" Farouk grabbed Robert before he pushed against the guards causing more trouble."He's the girl's father," he explained to the guards in Arabic."Family and friends are not allowed to witness punishment!"Farouk held on to Robert's shoulder tightly as he translated. He could feel that Robert was as taut as a steel cable.Thwack!He spoke again to the guards in Arabic quickly. He. “I’d like to ask you… you know… could I… we take a picture? Otherwise my friends would never believe that THE Jessica Alba has been at our shitty little hotel…”The sentence was making her giggle and her cheeks actually flushed a little. After all those years in the spotlight a fan’s request could still make her blush! “Sure, Jan,” she read from his nametag, “But with how I look right now they will probably think you took a picture with Jessica Alba’s mom rather than with me…” she pointed her. He put the end of the barrel against my chest and quietly suggested Frank and I step into the kitchen for a little chat. I thought I was going to pee my pants, but Frank looked as cool as ice.“Look,” I said over my shoulder as I pushed through the door, “If you’re looking to rob us, just go ahead and take what’s in the register. I’ve got no money on me.”“He ain’t robbin’ us,” Frank said, “He wants somethin’ else.”The guy just smiled and said, “Hey, you’re pretty smart for an old man. You’re.