“You fucking cheat!” he screams. “You’ve been playing off the ladies’ tees all week.”Q: How do you know when you’re really ugly?A: Dogs ...close their eyes when they’re humping your legMemories from Chuck B ‎When I was in an all-boys high school, back during World War II, there was a fellow student with the surname of Cherkov. You can imagine how a bunch of teen boys pronounced that name. He was something of what may now be called a geek, and would always try to be first to answer questions in. Summer was here and Missy was Junior in college now. She lived her own life. Yes she did still live at home, but she could come and go as she pleased. Sunday dinner had always been a sit down dinner. I enjoyed cooking them. Often we would have some of Missy's friends over to join us. Especially the k**s at college who's parents lived too far away to see all the time. More than once the Sunday Dinner would start on Friday night. Over again the vision of Missy consumed me. My cock would. Her legs slid up under my arms. She twisted and turned on the edge of the bed as I increased the pace steadily to the rate of the drumbeat in my ears. The bed rocked, ka-thump, ka-thump, ka-thump and moved sideways, flexing beneath us.She moaned and gasped, her tongue lolled, and she made a series of sounds like an animal caught in a trap, and then she just panted steadily beneath me as sweat broke out on her flushed face and heaving chest. I slowed and almost stopped, my feet still on the. ' she threw the plug into the darkness behind them 'OKsweetie, you didn't like the plug. That was probably because it was toosmall, I know, I'm sorry.' Roberta turned and shook her head vigorouslybut Jodie, ignoring this, reached into the new box she had retrievedfrom the glove compartment 'I was trying to be nice but you're probablyright, we'll try a medium!' Roberta squealed as he felt the newintrusion into his anus. Jodie had to grab hold of Roberta's collar andpush hard and rotate the plug.