Lou had pulled her beside him and offered her some soap to wash him down. Touching and soaping him was a thrill, and she even summoned the nerve to so...ap up his huge cock. Deborah loved stroking him and was soon two handing his turgid tool. Lou returned the favour and offered to soap her up, he turned her around and rubbed her back and slapped his big dick across her ass as he did so. She yearned for that thickness but she couldnt say it and the ache in her loins was too much. The Sheriff. Rayne went to his knees smoothly and buried his face in the boy’s crotch. Then he nuzzled him hungrily. ‘You feel so fuckin’ hot,! he whispered, his lips touching Xav through the straining lycra. ‘I just wanna take you in my mouth…’ his lips roamed slowly up towards the tip of that throbbing shaft, ‘…take you in my mouth and eat you all up.’ His green eyes were huge and feral as he stared up at Xav like a penitent before the altar. As he had done so many times on stage, with a mic in his hand. I . . . uh . . . I’m sorry I didn’t . . . you know . . .” She raised her eyebrows and grinned. “Glad to see me?” I looked down. How could I be popping a boner without realizing it. My hand flew to cover myself. Eva moved slightly. Not so much that I could easily walk into her apartment, but just enough that I could sidle past. When I did, she moved closer to me so that my body brushed against hers in passing, drawing a groan from me. The door closed. Hers was a studio apartment like mine. She. He didn’t even get a frigging farewell card! There was a tap on his shoulder and Brock turned to see two girls, around sixteen, looking at him intently. ‘Excuse me, but are you Brock Myers? From Days of Our Lives?’ The first whisperer- who had obviously lost the argument- asked. Brock favoured her with the smile he gave all his fans- big, white, and teethy. ‘Yes, yes I am… but can you keep a secret?’ He lowered his voice to sound dramatic. ‘Excuse me sir! Your coffee.’ The barista interrupted.