I’d been expecting the potent scent of Sam, which, even though it had been two weeks since I’d smelled him, I could still recall his masculine odor easily. “I mean it. His words were soft, extremely soft, which made them sound that much more lethal. I felt the taller, skinnier boy’s arms go around me, to keep me from falling. The moment Sam walked in the door, he looked at me. Leave a comment below, or drop me a PM. Mom answered it, and it took me a minute to figure-out who it was, though when my mom said, “…your dad isn’t here right now, dear,” I knew it was Sam. “It ain’t yet, but it’s gettin’ there,” he said, almost in a drawl. He told me that he always wanted to watch some bitch he’s fucking, suck-off another dude. I met them at the front door. “What color panties are you wearing?”
“Black,” I said simply. I felt Riley’s cold, bony fingers quit search searching for hair and take a firm hold on my dick. I could feel his hard-on against my belly.
