Maybe Barbara would be asleep and she could somehow get John's attention and he could come back downstairs with her.Barbara was a big woman and when s...he rolled over in bed the springs creaked. She threw the covers completely off the bed and rose to her knees. The movement of the mattress and the squeaking of the bedsprings was enough to bring Lieutenant Flett back to reality."Barb! Oh God yes, Barb! Fuck me!" He reached out to guide his wife as she climbed astride and then reached for the light. . . Your dick Mr. Richards? Was she all over your dick? Yes Ma’am, she was. I remember her hands were ice cold and even weirder, so was her mouth. She had my thing in her mouth. I couldn’t stop her, you know, I tried, but she had me in her mouth and I remember how dry her mouth was. Just like she had said before. And cold. Cold and dry. I’ve had a couple blow jobs in my life, you know, before the S-vampidemic, I mean, and I’d never had a woman’s mouth on my dick ever feel cold and dry like. Why not fuck the male lambs as well? **Larry had a little black lamb that was particularly friendly. It followed him everywhere, baaing and braying for attention. Larry decided that it was time to try his new experience out on his little black lamb. He took the flock of sheep to the pasture and relaxed on the ground as they grazed, the little black lamb reclining next to him, asleep. Larry watched as the lamb breathed heavily in sleep. He reached over to stroke and caress his pet gently. As he. He was a nice k**- not a street thug and very discreet. But I wanted to Hold Rich's dick while he told me his fantasies! His family was the super of the apt building and we would go down their to look at our magazines ( a lort of newsstands back then had no compunction abouit selling Adult Magazines to 11 year old boys).I told him I got a new magazine and of course he suggested we go down to the cellar where the coal bins and furnace was. I showed him a photo I knew he would like - a sexy.