“Faggot,” he mumbled under his breath. Nicole immediately stopped her sentence and stared at the assailant, who barely broke his stride. “Whoa, hold on, that wasn’t cool.” I said out loud, noting that no one was saying anything. “Can we do something about that? That wasn’t kind…” Nicole’s eyes went from the disappearing boy to Chris, then to myself. “Not really.” she dismissed me. “I’m going to the gym. I’ll meet you there, huh?” She started walking away before I could even say anything. Nicole was acting strange, to say the least. It wasn’t like her to just dismiss these kinds of actions. She was like Batman, minus the suit and the penis. She wasn’t being much Garter belts of a Silent Protector right now, though. “Um, are you okay?” I hesitantly asked Chris. Chris’ eyes were locked on Nicole as she walked away from us. He chewed his lip and lazily let his gaze fall to mine. “Yeah, big tits I’m fine.” he acknowledged me. “Once you get past the first few times it happens, you get used to it. Most of the people here are good folks.” He looked back at Nicole. Choo choo, all aboard the Awkward Train to Tension City. “Uh, right.” I stumbled. “Mind stockings if I go after her?” Chris shrugged. “I’m not your dad.” he replied flatly. I awkwardly stuck out an arm. “Adam Watson.” I told him. “My name is Chris. I’ll be graduating in a few days, but it’s still nice to meet you.” he told me, shaking my hand. “Yeah, cool. See you around!” I said, waving as I turned to walk away. It didn’t seem right to just leave it without at least trying to be kind, especially since Nicole was so unmoving. She began shaking her massive tits from side to side. His fingers big tits were soon replaced with his lips though. “I always thought that it existed in the world, but until I met Becky and her amazing cock, I never had proof. I mean, after we began dating he kissed me on our third date (another old rule) and then we graduated to other tings, like tits…fifth date…and I had to be persuaded at that…the rest was downhill…or uphill depending on how we looked at it..and from then on it wasn’t long before he was in my pants…I did a little resistance act at first, to tease him…it felt so good to have his hand on me there, his fingers getting slippery from Garter belts me…and then I was unzipping him…heavy petting during and after a show at the drive-in…It was the first erect cock I had seen, or stroked or kissed…I learned all about cocks and how to squeeze, kiss, caress, make it wet…then he got me to lick him. It looked stupid, but sexy. You know, in case there’s tensions or something.” “So what are the two of you getting up to today?” Hazel asked as they finished the last of the pancakes. “Probably, because she wouldn't stockings be able to get a dime out of him in support for the kids. Alli also has been making it a point to shower with me. When we do, she shaves me every other day. Lynette was feeling alive again and was really beginning to let herself go with this dirty perverted act she was participating in. The young boy then suggests that she wrap her glorious mountain of tit around his now pre-cumming cock shaft and being that she was so engulfed in the lewd behavior, Lynette doesn’t even give it a second thought this time and is soon slapping her giant tits on the boys small lap. Johns flat was modestly furnished, a plain black sofa sitting against one wall with a small table in front of it, a medium sized TV hanging from another and a bookshelf containing a small collection of DVDS and some actual books along another wall. I couldn’t hold it any longer and I pumped Stephanie full of baby juice as she shook and screamed “I’m cumming, fuck me I’m cumming!” Once we were both dry, we tossed the towels into the hamper and went out into the bedroom to climb onto one of the play beds. In any case, we needed to get their marriage ended and soon.
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