“It’s okay. We’ll get this down, don’t worry,” he said calmly.“How can you be so patient?!” I all but whined.“I’m eleven years older than you. Things don’t always seem so urgent when you get older,” he explained.I looked down and saw his cock was at full attention, straining and dribbling precum
Will swallowed. “We’d best remedy that.”“I thought so, too.” I slid my hands down his front and opened his pants.“Honeybee, you are evidence that Jesus loves me and wants me to be happy,” he groaned when I pushed his pants and boxers down, revealing his semi-hard length, which was still pretty int
McKenzieI wasn’t so sure my grandparents were going to be happy to meet me. From what Will said, it didn’t seem like they’d been too sad to lose my parents, and as far as I knew, they hadn’t tried to contact us in all these years. That was about thirty years for my parents and all nineteen years of
McKenzie shifted, and I knew she was waking up. She made the same cute little snuffling sound she did when we were in bed together. “We there yet?” she yawned, blinking awake.“Got us another ten hours at least,” Hoot responded. “Dependin’ on traffic.”“Will we need to stop for the night again?” she
Hoot burst out laughing. “Hoot’s just fine, son. Do they ‘sir’ you at work? Reckon they do.”“True. But they don’t really mean it. I’m window dressing. Or I was. Now I’m a threat, I guess. My grandfather seems to be treating this very seriously, anyway,” I replied.“Damn skippy, you’re a threat. And
WillThe next day, Hoot smirked at us as we walked out of our hotel room. Well, I walked. McKenzie sort of sauntered like a saddle-sore cowboy. She kept casting dirty looks my way, especially when she had to sit down gingerly in the Escalade.And I hadn’t even been inside her yet.Then again, I did