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His eyes were steel-gray and something about them made me quiver inside every time they looked my way, like they had guessed every secret I had. Raymond worked construction, which meant that he sat around the house, when he bothered to dress at all, in soiled dungarees, a white, ribbed tank-top and a yellow construction hard-hat that never seemed to leave his head. When he got dressed, it went on, when he got undressed, it came off. But construction was a sort of off-and-on kind of job to have, and it seemed like he didn't work more days than he did. When he wasn't working or when, like today, he was rained out, he didn't even put that much on. He would sit there on the living playtoy models room couch the entire day wearing only a pair of very ragged underwear. His body was enormous, a huge chest-barrel that left his nipples as stretched-out orphans willey top models on a tiny goth models massive shelf of muscle, then to his tightly-packed abs which resembled the top of a six-pack. 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His hand began to pump my pud very slowly, languidly, less an attempt to arouse me and 3d models furniture more like he did it because it just felt good and he wanted preeteen underwear models to do it. He grinned. "Your mother is nice and good in bed, but once a week is plenty for her. Fine when that was all we saw each other, but now...well, if I hadn't caught a few looks from you, I would have left for someone tiny models tpg I didn't think you were ever going to take the hint and come down in your briefs like you did. Couldn't you tell I was giving you an invitation?" "Yeah, I guess so." I said. "But you don't think of your mother's lover as putting out such a signal." "Mmmm." He said for I had now found and probed the tender indentation that was his anus. "Well, there's plenty of me to go around, if you're interested." "Service me during the day and her at night, huh?" I said, trying the idea on for size. "From my bed into hers." "Shit, I could start sleeping with you and she wouldn't care." he said, with the closest thing to vehemence since we'd started. "She complains that I snore, keeps jabbing me awake during the night and telling me to shut up. She hasn't wanted to do anything with me for about nine nights now. Lately I've been ls models pictures coming out here and sleeping instead." "Oh." I said. And then after a pause. "Oh." "Yeah." he said, amy kane model and now his hand on my prick was getting insistent. "Now how about a little loving? My alizee teen model cock needs attention now. It's feeling awful wanted webcam models neglected." His hand pumped my own pud as a reminder. I grinned and leaned over and took it into my mouth. It was clean and full and rich, and the only scent in my nostrils was a gentle musky smell, that was concentrated Raymond. I felt the velvety cockhead on my tongue, and then the silken foreskin that tuckered and rolled between my lips, smoothing the way over the hard, unyielding shaft beneath. "Ahhh, yeahhh!" Raymond moaned softly again, that husky soft voice that spoke directly to my soul. Somehow, right then, I realized that he had moved into this house, atk models into my mother's bed, as a natalie model way to get next to me! I decided to test big busty models this; I rose up and around so that I could kneel on the chair arm, and my cock hung down over his face. He never moved while I did this, never protested or shifted in any way, just let me pressed my dong down into his face wet models while I recaptured his pud, and when I did that, I felt his warm, rich lips fasten upon my prong and he began to suck it lustily. Man, I was in heaven! My own live-in lover. I pressed down so that my face was buried in his crotch, his prick was buried in my google porno modell throat, I had hold of him now, and I didn't ever want to let go. child models fusker With my weight now resting on my elbows, I was able to once again find that little tuckerhole with my finger and I probed into it once again. That brought the longest, most-heartfelt moan I'd ever tiny model org heard, and my finger suddenly found the way open, and it slid in easily! Then, my finger buried in his ass, it clamped shut again. Raymond was really began to suck on my carmen model latina schlong, he was pumping his head for all he was worth, and I gave him some of the same, his cock heating up until it felt as if it were sort of glowing in my mouth. 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But Raymond treated it like I had done it on purpose, he rolled off with me, and his top men models legs landed on either side of my head, and now I had his cock stuffed in my throat russian modelling and he was on top of me, free to lunge as he wanted to, while I could only hold my lips in position and endure as he fucked at my mouth. I tugged those ridiculously loose briefs down his thighs and then used my head to press them down to his knees, and now I could reach all of him. We sucked on each other and the delay caused by my fall and the shift in position somehow intensified nude women models the feelings, now my privat nude models body was on a new level of sensation with every movement of Raymond on my cock, the taste of his own cock was ambrosia, and I palped female top models his buttocks and caressed them as lilittle models pre I could, and Raymond's cock glowed once more and now his grunts told me he was close, very close. I reached up and with my finger I found sierra teen model his asshole yet again and this time I shoved it in without giving him time to welcome it, I forced it into his body and he groaned, moaned, and his body turned into a hunching brute atop me and his come-load burst into my mouth and was shoved into my throat as he continued to hunch at me. I was already climbing the heights of ecstasy myself, and I groaned, choking on his thick packets of sperm, tasting the salty taste of him, and his moans were muffled by my russion child model prong and I felt it vibrate to the groans he lavished upon it, and I choked, swallowed as well as modelo argentina desnuda I could and my own climax mauled my body and I spewed upwards into him. He jerked as if surprised, but he held on tight and I filled his mouth while he gulped at it greedily, drinking me down while I sucked his rod empty of its last dregs, and blissfully lost in time and space, Raymond and I was all there was. We finished and he rolled down to lay beside me while still partly on me, one leg across my shoulders and one arm resting with hand on my opposite thigh. There was a long pause of silence, then Raymond said, "Whoof! Man, that was as good conceptual model rehabilitation as I figured it would be! You're one fantastic lay, Ced." "Thanks, Mond." escort model services I said to him. "You weren't so bad yourself." He staggered up young preten models and fell onto the couch again, all sprawled out as before. "I'm getting kind of hungry." he murmured. "I think there's some stew left in the fridge. I'll heat it up for us." I said. "Great." he said. After that impromptu lunch, he got a phone call, and then said he'd decided to check in at his union hall. He still hadn't come in by ten o'clock that night, and I school childmodels galleries wondered if he was regretting things; avoiding me even. I went ahead and went to bed. I woke up some time later hearing voices in the hallway. My Mother started the conversation. "Well, there you are. I was wondering where you were, you could have called." "Well, dear, I've just returned from looking nn ukraine models for ellis rivera model another job. I lost mine today." "Ooh, that's too bad." my Mother crooned. "What are you going to do about your share of the rent?" "I got some money saved up. I can pay until I start my new job about six weeks from now." "That's good." Mom said. "You're going to be home for the next six weeks, then?" He was? Wow! I felt my cock harden right away. But then.... "Yeah. But the problem is, the new job is quite a ways away. I'll have to move up there." "Oh." My mother sniffed. "Well, if you have to, you have to." "I'm sorry." He said. "I can come see you on weekends?" Mother sniffed again. "I need help with the rent, not a weekend visitor. If you can't pay, then I'll just have to find someone else." "I petite models archive assumed you already had. All that overtime, after all." "We'll speak no more on that." I recognized that guilty tone in Mom's voice; he had her dead to rights. "Well, let's go to bed." "Not with me, you won't. You can just sleep on the couch for the next six weeks, like you've been doing." "Fine! I will." "Fine!" And Mom closed her bedroom door. It was silent for a time, then I felt the bed littlre girl model shift oh-so-quietly, looked up, just could make him out in the darkness, that grin the brightest part of him. "Hi." Raymond whispered. "Need a bed partner?" "You bet!" I said. I had six weeks with best models top him. By that time, I'd be off in college. It wasn't a lifetime, but it was better than nothing. "You overheard all that outside?" he said softly to me. I loved that soft tone of voice, coming from him. I heard the clothing rustle as he removed it. The clank of that hardhat landing on my desk. "Yeah. Where is your new job?" "Winfield." he said. I heard the elastic band snap as he removed them. "Winfield?" I asked him, dumbfounded. "But that's where I...." His finger touched my lips. That was where I was going to college! "Shh, you'll wake your mother!" Raymond said. "Yeah, I know. That's why I grabbed the job when I heard about it. What about it, kid, could you use a roommate?" "Sure!" I said. "I have to warn you that I snore." "I don't care." I said earnestly. "Now come to bed." The bed shifted, and I felt his warmth enter the bed, felt his body press against mine, felt his arms around me. Outside, it began to rain again. THE END Comments, suggestions or complaints? Send E-mail to TOMMYHAWK1AOL.COM WWW.TOMMYHAWKSFANTASYWORLD.COM
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