“Thanks for your help, guys.”The guy was bleeding from his nose, mouth and ribs. Groaning he held his stomach, coughing up blood.“You made a bad... call in this bar, Buddy,” said Benji, “come with me” he said taking him into the back room.Fortunately, Benji’s Dad appeared in the bar, partly sober but ready to serve. “On you Dad,” said Benji.The black guy was somewhat restrained as he asked, “Where am I?’“You could be in hell. But you’re lucky – you’re still in “Downunder”. The guys wanted to kick. She had recovered her strength and her sexual appetites, blocked for what seemed like a lifetime, rather than five years on and off, were more insatiable than ever. She gazed in awe at his hard muscled body, the planes of his torso, the ringlets of black chest hair. And drooping down so that the head touched the floor, his limp yet sizable cock made her eyes open wide with lust and desire. It was draped over his balls, limp yet not shriveled as she had noticed so many other cocks got when they. But I’d still appreciate it if you did what you could for Amy. She’s having a difficult time right now. She could use a little sunshine in her life.’ ‘Alright Mom. I get it. I’ll talk to her tomorrow, to see what I can do.’ * * * It was vacation. I’d stayed up late, and was hard at working avoiding getting out of my warm bed, when Mom knocked on the door. ‘Are you awake, Alex?’ I rolled over and sat up. ‘Sure. What’s up?’ ‘That was Amy Daniels on the phone. She wants to know if you can go over. While I was at the store picking up groceries for Chad he was lying on his back in my moms bed while she crawled on all four. Once her head was at crotch level she began working him though his pants. She was more than pleased to feel hard meat underneath.“Your a big boy aren’t you.” My mom teased as she began working his belt and fly. My bully only smiled as my mom worked his pants down and fished her hands into his underwear. She was please to find ample balls and dick as she pulled my bully.