Just like his Dad Tom. Gay porn Shelves full to bursting with provisions, carrying a small basket he picked up goods he thought he would, A loaf of bread, milk and a small bag of potatoes. “Bugger it” he muttered and threw in a pack of mince pies, a small sweet pie filled with a mixture of fruit, suet and spices. Brad sat up, the only light was the dull street light outside, leaving only a dullness in the room that left long shadows, his mind full of thoughts. “But we’ve always done everything together. He had always been meticulous in everything he did, his handwriting had always been neat, his clothes folded neatly in draws and hung just so in his wardrobe. ‘Get a grip Brad’. Alex stopped talking,blushing even more.“Now I’m even more embarrassed than you”. Licking and lapping at his rosebud. Oscar replied with a knowing wink and a glint in his eye.“Right this way”. Just been to Smithy’s grave, it always upsets me you know”.Shirley’s smile turned into a frown momentarily. His chest heaving, covered in sweat. He said pointing in the general direction of the shops. “Yeah and I’d better go too”… Brad pointed in the direction of home.
