)(Uki: You drunkard!)People: A little bit would have been okay. She really is a worrier.Uki: I know it. I've always been overprotective.Higashidani (w...hining): Uki... Why don't you ever worry about me?Uki: Why do you think I just did all that! I worry about you all the time. There's just the three of us now. Of course I worry.(Sanosuke smiles, and slips outside.)Sanosuke (thinking, under the stars): She's right. But this is no place for me. He's doing well, even with his short temper. Protecting. Mommy licked her wet mouth knowing full well before too long the luscious taste of Louise's succulent vagina would be her reward for being her favorite girlfriend that evening as many times before. Louise winked at Mommie knowing that soon the women's lingerie show would be starting. Mommie and Louise excused themselves to change and freshen up their lip gloss and touch up the garments that would be on the bed for daddy's coming out party. Mommie was excited so. Louise and mommie were chatting. Boy that really felt good. She was in such an unusual position that she really clamped tight around my prick and at an angle a little off from vertical. After a while she began to jerk the rope faster. Having nothing better to do, I tried twirling the basket, a quarter turn at first and then more because that really increased the good feelings. Aunt Hagar liked it too and she stopped jerking the rope and let the basket sit just above my groin, not quite touching. Then I spun the basket, first. 

He’d be torn between desire and embarrassment – what if the lift should stop, and someone should come in? “Well,” I’d reply, as I unzipped his pants, “they’d see what a handsome prick you have.” And it would be handsome, well-shaped and straight. A drop of precum already forming, that id' lick off the moment I saw it. Long and meaty, but not so fat that I wouldn’t be able to fit it in my mouth. I remembered watching a porn film once, where the guy was so huge that the girl could barely get.