“Fucker,” he said. Anal porn Clint sat down across from me and said to nobody in particular, “Yeah, I threw a rod in the mustang, so I’ve got to ride the bus with you assholes.” My eyes burnt into my book like a laser beam; I’ve never been good with confrontation. Turner’s name when I looked up front and Mr. Then I snapped out of it and pulled my shorts and underwear up and sat up. The bus stopped and I looked out the window and was relieved to see Clint’s house. I grabbed a book out of my bag so I could at least act like I was reading. My skinny, two-inch, uncut cock flopped out; there was a thin patch of brown hair sprouting around it, with a small set of hairless balls hanging under it. I moaned softly as my breathing was getting out of control. I looked up at Ed and gave him a glazed look just before my eyes rolled back in my head.
