He can feel the tip of his cock peeking out the cut-off leg of the short flimsy shorts. Oh!” Brett sighs. Gay sex He had made a few rounds in the yard on his red Snapper riding-mower, circling about, when he came out of a turn and saw the deputy sheriff’s patrol car pulling into his yard onto some not mowed grass. Mike knew it would be the clincher that would send the boy over the edge.“OH FUCK! That they did.A trail of orange-brown dust is kicked up on the road behind the trio as a solitary red truck passes behind them on the way to the crossroads down the way from 307 River Road.Brett turns and looks toward the red pick-up as it speeds by.“You are lucky, as fuck, this time, buddy. He seeded yours. Oh!”“Boy, it will not be long before that ass is filled again. “Vern said you were…are…quite the character.”“He has a nice hairy ass, doesn’t he, Brett?” Vern says.“Yes, he does. As the sweat pours from the younger deputy’s pores.Brett pounds and pounds. He seeded yours. And he knows it.Brett turns.
