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. err ... earshot ... yeah ... as they moved out of earshot."That was amazing." Observed Penny. "Yesterday both of them hated you with every fiber of ...heir being, now either of them would gladly lay down their lives for you. How in the hell did you do that?" It's just one of my little talents, mom." Sort of makes me wonder about all the sex that's been going on around here lately. How can I be sure that I'm really okay with it and it's not just you..." What was that, mom? I couldn't hear you.". ’ Xia showed him glimpses of the reward each night at bedtime. At Costco on Friday afternoon after school Xia and Jackie ran into Abe and his mother. Abe looked worse than Jackie had when he was trash canned. His face was bruised, his glasses bent, he had a bandage on his ear and bruises on his arms. As they talked the boys solidified their new friendship and Xia got to know Mrs. Levine a little. The Levine’s had been in America three years, having come from Germany. Mrs. Levine shared that. "This area is for football players only." Okay," I agreed amiably. "We'll wait in the parking lot."I think I surprised Parker and Tami."Remind me to tell the cross country team that they can't use the locker room," I said quietly as we retreated back up the stairs.Tami nodded, and for once the telepathy was going my way 'cause I knew she was thinking, 'That's more like the Tony I know.'Outside, we leaned against my car and waited. "You remember the plan?" I asked."It's not necessary. She's not. To be the first guy that pleasures me.I swim towards him until I’m back in his arms. He swims back wards a bit with me in his arms until we reach the end of the pool. He places my back against the pool wall and spreads my legs. I wrap my arms around him and we share such a soft erotic kiss. As we kiss, he starts to search for my opening with his cock. He seems to have a hard time getting inside of me. I reach down and grab his cock guiding it inside of me.He laughs softly. “Thanks. Put me.
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