“Scared? …Why…?” the stud whispers back. xxx “Want to come over to my place? All of Kerri’s efforts fail, however, and in an impressive display of endurance, neither teenage stud shoots his load. “Wow! Suddenly, the sound of the footsteps stops, and a dark shadow partially blocks out the light coming in under the closed bedroom door. Give it to me!” she implores Aaron as she rides him with a vengeance. His work for the day done, the bare chested, sweaty teen knocks on the patio door. “Come on! My husband, Bruce, is away on business, and it’s good to have somebody take care of this for me,” Allison assures J.J. continues to pound her, the muffled sound of Junior’s footsteps get closer as he pads his way down the carpeted hallway outside. Gripping her hips
