“We measure” Finally all agree, even asshole Juan Carlos, the ¼ back for San Marcos Red Raiders. “Aight then—lets get to it. Someone run down... to the lobby and get everyone a pop. We will try to make the piss contest as even as possible.” Cole runs for the drinks, and returns in about 5 minutes. “ok, chug up. Now, loose ur kicks, and shirts. First up—muscles”. I take the tape, and measure everybody's bi-ceps. Parker measures mine. “Juan Carlos—Mr Asshole—16”. That's a lot of arm for a 15. We agreed to have an open relationship even before we married. we are both kinky and thats what kept ustogether for so long. I liked hearing about her sexual exploits and she likedmine. she was very forthcoming and so were her friends. 2 of her friends weresisters and had made porn films. i friend was a stripper and had a biker boyfriend. all of them hadgreat stories to tell. i fucked most of them andheard about what they had done on a caribbean vacation. they had picturesand sometimes rubbed. I walked out of the room and laughing silently making sure not to wake the house.The morningMum’s ViewI can’t believe he did that to me. He humiliated me and raped me; his mother. I cried throughout the night silently praying that my husband wouldn’t find out. He seemed to out of it, so he could hear my cries. I laid there whilst my son fucked me and I knew it wouldn’t b the end of it, the only problem was did I want it to stop. It appalled me to know what he had done to me, it made me feel. “They are looking for the girl, Cade.”Okay, fifteen miles should be enough. Bloody them up first to attract sharks.Dean must have seen the look on my face because he reached over and smacked me on the back of the head.“Ow! What the fuck?”“No! I bet you were thinking sharks, chum...” Dean said, waving his index finger in front of my face.“You don’t know ... fuck, okay, yes, I was, but...”He hit me again! He fucking hit me again! He was so fired.“No! I thought we talked about this. You can’t kill.