I could feel my cock already getting hard I follow in to the living, she turned round & we put our arms round each other & kiss when I'm kissing her I... undo her dressing gown & pull away there she is standing there with her fucking huge tits on display I push her gown open a little more & I could see her hairy pussy its like a forest, so I says you could do with a trim, yes I know she says & drops to her knees & starts to undo my jeans I know she loves sucking cocks, she pulls down my jeans. I wouldn’t admit it, but I was beginning to love my friend’s dads dick. His big, burly, hairy masculine body, and his big, thick, hairy cock. His beautiful soft cock now rested on his thick mound of pubic hair, both still wet with saliva and cum. The soft skin on his shaft felt wonderful on my lips as I kissed it and the underside of his cocks head. He put his hand back on the back of my head, reminding me how minutes earlier, he held it and forced me to take his cock. Now though, he held it. While everyone else was finishing their tests, I just sat there, figuring out a way to get Bobby's phone number. I was so deep in thought that I almost missed the bell signaling lunch. Getting out of my chair, I grabbed the paper towels and dropped them in the trash on the way out of class.Bobby and I were once again holding hands as we walked toward the lunchroom. We were stopped a few times for posing or to allow someone to fondle us, but just like the day before, people stopped as soon as we. She screamed in pain as I dragged her out of the room by her hair. I didn't care; my only thought was to get away from the blaring television set and find a little peace and quiet. I was in no mood to hear Oprah fussing away in the background. Her voice was incompatible with violent rape. It was easier and quicker to drag my woman away from her than to fiddle with the remote, trying to remember how to turn off the TV. My higher cortex was no longer functioning; my behavior was entirely.