." he said lowly. Carol punched himagain in the same spot.A voice from the 'trunk', which was merely a back hatch to the car onlyseparated by the back...s of the seat, piped up. "Can't we all just getalong?" That was Aaron. He was sort of a burnout, but not nearly as badas he used to be. He dropped out of college to pursue art, but whenthat didn't work out he got a full-time job at a local grocery store.He lives in a mother-daughter house in the suburbs, upstairs from hismother and pays rent. He's. Before Tom could adjust to the new pleasures instilled in him, Jamie took him deep inside his throat, licking as he got the chance, and caressing his balls. Tom felt incredible guilt over getting his cock sucked by another man, but he couldn't bring himself to pull out of that warm mouth and throat which had brought him such intense delight. Oh, and that luscious blond hair ... Tom found himself running his fingers through Jamie's wavy blond hair, a contrast to his own brown. Men or women, Tom. My wife advised me that she was going to stay at home and recommended me to take certain things with me -- a spade in case I got stuck anywhere -- a flask and some food -- and an overnight bag in case the snow returned. It seemed like she was being somewhat over-cautious but I knew from previous experience that she had a sixth sense about these kind of things and didn't argue.So there I was mid-morning on the Saturday, setting off with briefcase, over-night bag and the various other things and. I was extremely confused for what she had done but her dancing hips was the last straw plus by now my cock head had taken over full control and I also got off the sofa and started walking after her for a relief; I had started to hope. She stopped in the middle of the stairs as if waiting for me to join her and then she was holding my hand as we entered her bedroom. She pulled all the d****s and then turned the soft lights in the headboard creating a romantic ambiance. Soon we were lying on.