.. Beer. A house is not a home without beer in the fridge. Crap. Well, I may as well check out the bar down the street. "The Tavern" I could handle; i...t doesn't matter if the management has no imagination, as long as the regulars have such -and the management doesn't get in their way. Still, "La Taverna" sounds like it's run by illegal emmigrants with no imagination and no English-speaking staff, either.Shouldn't be a problem. You don't have to know much Spanish to get drunk or laid, if you're. Or go to the candy counter and get our old favorites, mary janes, blackjacks, squirrels, juju bees, I could go on and on but that was our childhood candy. Then you think back about your favorite car that you never did get or you wrecked it like I did mine. Always thinking someday I wish I could afford to buy one just like it. That’s how I always thought about Kathy. She was always there in the back recesses of my mind. Mom brought out Kathy. It was so good to see her. It brought back the old. “Hold that thought.” She cooed. “Lay down.” Doing as I was told, I laid down, erect cock pointing straight up. Patty looked at it, unsure how to proceed. “You don’t have to.” I reassured her. “No, I want to.” She said. “I just don’t know how to start.” With that, she wrapped her fingers around me and kissed the head of my cock. “I think that’s a good start.” I grinned. Smiling, she flicked her tongue over the head, making me moan. “Like that?” She teased. “Very much.” I answered. With her. ” Zack turned to look at the TV and saw a woman showing her breasts to a guy. This movie had a sex scene in it! Zack could feel his dick getting even harder now and saw a big bulge in John’s shorts. Zack turned his head away from Zack’s growing bulge but really wanted to stare at it, but then John pulled his shorts down and revealed a thick, 8” cock. “You don’t mind if I jerk off right here right?” said John, stroking his hard cock. “N-No, I don’t,” stammered Zack, staring at the huge member,.