Becca had been drinking quite a bit and she was shitfaced. No one would let her drive so I was nominated to drive her home. The first problem was; try...as we might, no one could find her top. So, using drunk logic, I had to give her my shirt.It was about a twenty-minute drive to her house. We had a little chit-chat, but nothing much was said. Becca said I needed to come in so she could give me my shirt. As soon as we stepped into the house she closes the door behind me, turns and peels off my. He didn’t move, looked frozen with fear. I thrust my hand down the front of his underpants and grasped his cock, squeezing it tightly. It was already stiff, and it throbbed in my hand. ?If you’re not queer, how do you explain this?? I laughed, squeezing his shaft even tighter.He gasped with shock, then groaned as I started to pump his cock up and down. ?No, Johnny, please?? He begged.I looked into his clear blue eyes, then stroked his cock faster, grinning at him. He grunted with pleasure,. More

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