" I wasn't worried about being able to take him. He had a good sized cock but I'd pushed thicker objects up me before now I heard him squeeze some lot...ion from the bottle and felt him spreading over my anus. He even worked a little inside with his finger. It was like an electric shock. He reached around under me and tried to grab my cock. "Don't" I gasped " or I'll cum all over your wife's towel" Sorry" He mumbled."Are you ready?" "I've been ready for years" I said "Fuck me!" (Yes I broke a rule. “Beverly started taking him to the play group, and said he’s friendly with the other kids, but he and Francesca are inseparable.”“Pahk! Fra Fra!” Jesse insisted.“Well, we have our marching orders,” I said.We put Jesse in his stroller, which he liked since he could sit up and watch the world go by. We walked to the park and as we neared the usual tree, I chuckled. Carol was there with Francesca and Frankie.“OK, we lucked out,” I said to Kara.“Jesse!” Francesca yelled as we got closer.She was. No contact from her, no word about her, a complete zero.I'd come home with a lot of hope. OK, she was still recovering from Quiller running her down, I figured, these things take time to come back from. She'd been a pretty sick girl when I'd seen her that day in the hospital, they'd held her in that damn "induced coma" for three full weeks, she'd just finally woke up, of course it would be a while for her to recuperate. Thanksgiving ought to do it, I hoped. Well, OK, maybe Thanksgiving was too. Ah cainthep it if you didn't hears me!" Biggus laughed at that. To tell the truth I thought Mustafa was selfishas well, but who was I to speak. Biggus has been letting Tyrone have mesince day one, even though he knows I have a lot of issues with him.I mean I thought Tyrone was a super stud and all, and he was. Just not asthoughtful as Biggus and so arrogant, in a way that both appealed to meand made me hate him at times. Tyrone leaned back with an smile and spread his legs, lifting.