...icked out a few items, and put them into the bag. By then it was 6:00 and I hopped into my car, because i had ti go to the store to get a couple of things. And after checking out, i made mu way to the Turner's house.
Timmy's parents left the house. With a mishivious grin, I approached Timmy, who was starting to walk away.
"Not so fast, TWERP!" I screamed in his direction.
Timmy gulped. Last time i saw him, I titty-fucked him, hard. I promiced him that we would have more fun the next time we met.
"Wh-wh-what?" Timmy studderd back in my direction, not looking me into the eye.
"Ready to have some fun?"
"Fun like last time?"
"Yes! Only this time, it will be MORE FUN!"
Timmy gulped again. Although he came, he really disnt want to tit fuck me the last time we met. But he has no choice, if he tells I will show his parents a picture and say it was his idea.
I unzipped the bag and pulled out a plastic grocery bag. Inside, there was a big bottle of lube.
"Take off your clothes, Twerp!" I snapped, and shut ...