Date: Fri, 6 Oct 2017 17:00:17 +0200 From: Michael Arno Subject: Boys, Dogs And Dads Part 23 This story is pure fiction. It contains sex acts between men, boys and boys. Do not read it if this subject matter upsets you. Just stop and go somewhere else. Leave comments if you like at succumballs@gmail.com AND EVERYONE, DON'T FORGET... DONATE PLEASE EVERYONE, DONATE. If you return to this site regularly, leave a little donation in the tin cup. Any amount would be appreciated. The hungry would love to eat - cock needs $$.! Go to the top of Nifty Page to DONATE some $$$$$. Money makes the cock grow fonder. Boys, Dogs And Dads. Part 23 Grant In Love Back on the beach Grant sucked the last biker who hadn't come yet. The Cuban had a big cock, and when he got close he pushed Grant off his shaft. "Suck my butt hole, ass licker." He raised his legs and pulled his cheeks apart. "Yes, Sir." Grant buried his face in the ripe crack, pulling the knotty bits from the hairs with his teeth before tongue fucking the brown pucker. The oder and scent made him pant, and he pushed back the blubbery thighs to smear his face through the sweaty crack, making love. Yes, he was loving it, cleaning the hole, making it his, feeling wanted, needed. "You done yet, ass licker? I think I need your ass pussy." The Cuban pushed him away. "Yes, Sir." Grant turned to offer his cum filled anus to the last biker who stabbed him deep with the fat eight inch cock. "Thank you, Sir." He grunted and braced himself for a hard fuck. "Meatball. Get your ass over here." Cuban said. "Lie down. On your back." The dog laid on the blanket in front of Grant, his legs spread as his master deep pumped Grant's ass. "Ain't he a pretty doggie?" "He's beautiful." Grant tried not to show how much the animal fascinated him. The Cuban laughed. He knew a dog lover when he met one. "Trained him good, too. Lick his ass hole. See what happens." "Yes, Sir." Grant pulled the dog closer by his hind legs. Pooch let himself be dragged over. He knew what was coming. Grant pursed his lips and touched them to the warm canine anus, then let out a hot breath before his tongue pushed into the fur lined pleasure hole. "Good boy." He whispered into the anus as he gently wiggled the furry testicles. "Meaty Balls likes that." He stroked the sheath. "He getting hard yet?" Cuban fucked rhythmically. "It don't take him long when he's getting his ass played with. He thinks he's gonna get fucked." Grant rubbed the sheath. "A little bit, yeah." Grant stroked the hardening sheath as he tongued the anus. "Good boy." He licked the fur ringed hole. "Yeah, nice doggie." And then his lips covered the sheath opening as he fingered the anus. "Don't suck him yet. He knots real fast. Your ass is gonna get some mans com first." Cuban started pounding Grant hard. "Yes, Sir. Fuck my ass." Grant laid her head on the dog's belly, his mouth at the sheath. As he rhythmically pushed his finger into the canine anus the pointed cock head poked out, pink and veined with fine purple lines. Grant licked the hot tip. "Look at you, doggy. Meatball's got a nice thick bone on the way." Cuban got going fuck hard when his butt boy's lips covered his dog's cock. "Fuck. I'm going to come in your ass, dog slut. Oh, fuck yeah." He worked up a sticky foam of cum at Grant's hole. "I'm gonna fucking come, bitch. Oh Fuck, I'm gonna come. Fuuuuuuck. Take it, you dog whore." When Grant felt the familiar squirting up his ass he pulled back the animal sheath and sucked the hard cock deep into his mouth, then said, "Wow, he's starting to knot already." He swallowed the dog's bone, gagged and spat it out. "What a beautiful fucking animal." "I told you not to suck him, you goddamn bitch." Cuban pulled out of Grant's slimy hole and pushed him around. "Get up here, Meatball. Get on this ass." The dog reacted quickly, mounting Grant, stabbing hard, and in a few seconds found his mark as Cuban shoved his still dripping cock into the bitch's mouth. Squeezing up his shaft he fed Grant the last dribbles of cum, then laid back down on his blanket. "That's it, bitch. Lick me nice and clean like my dog does after I fuck his ass." Once he was happy with the cleaning he'd got he pulled Grant's head over his shaft and gagged the shit out of him. "That's it, bitch. You're good. Just stay on it until you fucking faint." But the cock softened and Grant could suck in air along the shaft, so he stayed on it letting his head be rammed up and down as his ass was jack-hammered by the thick canine cock. The two cocks needed him, and he loved it. Until a stranger in the crowd that watched spoke up. "Hey, man. I'm about to pop. Let me have his mouth." A lean teen said. Grant looked around. A half dozen men jerked off watching his ass get pounded by a dog. He hung is head in shame, then something in his head clicked, and he held his head proud. He was turning these men on, happy they wanted to watch him. He needed them to want him. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The teen knelt beside him and pulled his head onto his dripping cock. The dog panted behind him, clutching him tight and ramming his ass. The boy panted in front, holding his hair and jacking his prick at his mouth. Grant felt ecstatic being so needed. And then he felt triumphant as both ends exploded at once. "Oh, fuck yes." He whispered. "I got the knot. I'm fucking knotted again." "I'm gonna come, mister. Open wide." He stuck out his tongue and watched the cute blond teen grinning as he jacked his prick head at his lips. "Oh, fuck. Drink it up, mister cocksucker." And he watched the boy gasp as ropes of sperm shot into his mouth, over his face. He gobbled at the glans to get it back into his mouth as the dog jumped off him. Locked cock to ass he knelt, the cock servant as the teen used his fat prick to swipe his cum off the face and into the cock sucking bitch's mouth. When the teen finally stood his younger brother knelt in Grant's face holding his hard shaft. He sucked it right in, and in ten seconds it blasted off. He pulled the testicles to him until he felt the cock head exploding against his throat. He gently caressed the hairless balls letting the boy empty the cum into him, happy again to be needed. When he smiled the boy stood and left. And it was over. But it wasn't over. He was ass locked to a dog on a public beach for everyone to see. He reached between his legs to feel the shaft that disappeared into his anus. He squeezed his ass sphincter to feel the huge lump of swollen meat inside him. He tickled the animal's furry testicles until he felt sperm trickle down his thighs, then he wiped it off with his hand and licked his fingers. Full, satisfied. And then he saw the black man. A man about his age not 5 meters off lying on a bright red towel. He had watched the whole thing stroking the epic beauty of a sex organ, watched Grant being humiliated, used as a cum bag for anyone, any animal that came by. He nicked the man over. When the black shook his head no Grant felt ashamed again. His eyes begged, but the man shook his head again. Why? Grant wondered Because he was so beautiful? The most wonderful human being Grant had ever seen, his body was like an anatomy lesson, every muscle perfectly defined, and he stroked a huge nine, ten inch cock. Grant felt like crying. Trapped with a dog up his ass like months before behind the bar, he hung his head, waiting. Finally Meatball slipped out of his ass, turned quickly and licked the hot puckered anal ring. When he was done Grant stood, his own eight inches nearly erect but hanging like a succulent dripping fruit. He ran into the sea, felt like swimming out and drowning. Shoulder deep he stopped and cried, then screamed, "Why?" Then he whispered to himself. "He thinks I'm a slut. What's wrong with me." He then washed the sand and cum off, came out of the water and stood at the shore where he looked sheepishly at the black man. When the man smiled Grant approached slowly, knelt in front of his towel like a supplicant before a vision of the divine. "Why didn't you come over?" He whispered, frightened of rejection. "A black man knows when white people don't want him around." The man stroked his big beautiful half hard cock. Grant felt he was being giving a gift. He bit his lip, then said, "I think you're the --." He looked away. "Nothing. Sorry." "What?" The man's smile lit up Grant's whole insides, but he said nothing. "We going to start off keeping secrets already?" The fine thin hand stroked the milk chocolate beauty. "I think you're the most wonderful man I've ever seen in all my life." Grant hung his head expecting to be laughed at. Instead the man bent one leg and heaved up gigantic chocolate brown testicles. Grant stared at the vision of perfection, noticing now that the man was completely shaved and glistening like silk. He wanted this man like no one before and smiled when the man squeezed up the long shaft and oozed out a gleaming pearl of sweet nectar. "Well, you're kind of a good looking guy yourself, and I've never seen a show like that before. Kind of interesting. Why don't you come a little closer?" The milk chocolate testicles rolled on the red towel like they had a mind of their own. Grant knelt on the foot of the towel and rested a hand on the straight leg. The skin was smooth as silk and sent an electric current through him. When the man held his long shaft in one hand and wagged the other half of the massive organ at him Grant's eyes began to water. "You OK?" The white tooth smile between succulent lips relaxed Grant. Grant nodded his head. "Yeah. Yeah." He felt embarrassed. "I just didn't think you'd be interested in something like me." "Some Thing? The name's Stu by the way. And you're some One, in capitol letters, whose name is --?" "Grant. I'm Grant." He became breathless as Stu's leg rubbed his. Stu ran his finger over his lips thinking what to do next. The movement was the most erotic thing Grant had ever seen, and when their eyes caught something deep went into each of their souls and time stopped. "Well, Grant. Is your mouth and ass all worn out for today, or do you still have some time for this thing?" He wagged the cock of a porn star. "It takes a little effort to get it going, and a bit more effort when it gets all big and hard, kind of like a third leg, so maybe we might want to meet up some other day." "I got all day, and all night, or whenever you want." Grant moved his hand up to the crotch and picked up the magnificent testicles. "You're so beautiful. Like silk." The huge smooth balls in his hand made him think of Christmas ornaments. "I'll do whatever you want, Stu." Stu held his shaft and offered his cock Grant head who bowed to worship the organ. He got goose flesh when his lips touched the shining prick head, and he slowly licked the syrup from the dripping glans. Stu squeezed more juice into his mouth. "You like that, baby?" "I like it a lot. You taste wonderful." Grant now sucked as much of the miracle organ he could into his mouth. "Well, get me hard, baby, and I'll stir up all that cum in your ass." "Yes, Sir." Grant began the most wonderful period of cock sucking he'd ever experienced. His whole body glowed. He wanted to devote himself to this man forever, this beautiful creature with a dick of death. Stu thought it odd that Grant called him `Sir' and wondered what he was into. Then out of nowhere he said, "Squat your butt over my big toe. I want to play with your man pussy while you're sucking me up to standard." Grant looked up like a happy child. "Yes, Sir." And grinned as the big black toe slipped into his pink swollen anus. He licked and sucked and kissed the brown cock that grew bigger and bigger, thicker and thicker, and he rolled his anus over the toe, slurping on it with his pucker, squeezing it until he couldn't stand it. After deep throating the thick ten inches he whispered, "Please, Sir. it's hard enough now. It'll go in me. Does it get bigger?" Stu grinned. "You're going to find out, pussy, and you're going to love it too." Grant crawled up, positioned the fuck post under his anus and sank down in a quiet, blissful moment of pure anal joy. As he rolled his anal ring over the root of the thick meat stump he could feel it swelling and growing bigger inside him. His whole being lit up with desire. "You are the most wonderful thing I have ever had inside me." Stu was surprised he could take the whole thing all at once, not many could. "Sit right down on it, pussy man. I want to feel my cock growing way up inside with all that warm cum." When he stirred Grant's cum bucket slow and deep, Grant's mouth fell open and his cock jerked steel hard. "Baby's hungry today." He knew he was going to fuck this pussy ass for a long time. "It's not that." Grant looked confused. "It is that. It's you. You're so --," "Shut up and come here." Stu pulled him down into a soft, tender kiss. During sex Grant had never been treated lovingly before and overreacted, almost eating the man alive until Stu pushed him back. "Man, you're hungry all over today." Grant started to cry. "I'm sorry, Sir." He hung his head. "What are you crying for?" Stu wiped his cheeks and jacked his splendid eight inch hard on. "Don't that feel good?" He pumped into the warm ass. "It feels good on this end." "I've never felt happy like this. You make me feel wonderful, and pure. And you have the softest lips I've ever kissed. I love you in me." Stu lifted his ass an inch and gently pumped soft strokes into his pussy man. "Well, then come back down here and kiss me like you want to make me feel as wonderful as you do. And don't eat me alive. You're kind of scary." When their lips touched again the harmony between them was new for them both, and the excitement blended them into one sexual organism, as if each were fucking and getting fucked at the same time. They each imagined the bliss of the other. The tingling of the ass pucker as the thick shaft slid over it. The dripping glans sliding through the soft fingers. The other prick head finding warmth and softness deep in the fuck channel. The warm panting breath each trying to give more pleasure than he was getting. Grant swallowed so he didn't dribble spit into Stu's mouth. "No, baby." Stu opened wide and pulled the ass cheeks apart, digging in deep. "Stu. You're wonderful." Grant gasped. "Give me your spit. Drool it all into me like my cock is drooling juice way up into you. Yeah." Grant let his spit flow. "That's good baby. You taste good. I'm going to drink your cum too. I want all you got." "Me, too, Stu. I feel like I'm riding... oh... to heaven." "On a big nigger dick." Stu ground around the loose hole. "On you. You're so wonderful." Grant licked the soft, thick lips, the first time he'd ever really kissed a black man. He thought of a big brown swollen ass pucker when Stu pursed his lips for more kissing. He rimmed the mouth and then dug his tongue in. "You know something, Grant?" He licked his fuck toy's lips as he slow pumped the sticky anus. "You are one exciting fuck hole with a real nice tongue, but turn around and roll over. I want you on your belly for a while. Is that OK? You don't mind a big nigger dick up your ass for everyone to see." "No, Sir." Grant kissed and drooled into his mouth. "I love your big nigger dick up my ass." When the thick shaft started grinding up into him he panted. "Oh, yes, like that. Just like that." Stu laughed. "I guess so. After a dog and all. "Anything to make you happy, Sir. Be my nigger dick master, Sir, and I will be your white ass slave." Once on his belly Grant pulled his ass cheeks apart and arched up to meet the giant fuck organ that he knew was giving more pleasure than it was getting. For the first time he felt that the slow pumping cock was making love to his ass. He whispered, "Oh, yes, yes. Oh, yes, Sir, oh, oh..." Stu pulled his head so they could kiss again. "I hope you're not in any hurry, pussy, because I could stay in your cum hole all afternoon stirring the pot." "Oh, yeeees." Their kiss was gentle and wet like the fucking in his anus. "I love you in me." He sucked in his fuck master's hot breath. "Stay in me forever." He opened his mouth for all the spit Stu had to feed him. Stu eased up and ran his shaft in circles, stretching the cum hole's muscle looser. "Ah,you know what, pussy. If you let me slow cook, when I boil over it'll be a feast like you never tasted before. I sweat it will. I can feed a half dozen with the cum I shoot." "I want that, master Stu. Anything, any position, as long as you want. Whatever you want. Anywhere." Grant arched his ass to meet the soft kiss of the steel rod that pumped his ass with a quiet but strong passion he'd never experienced before. "You make me feel like nothing ever has. I love you in me, Stu. Let me serve your cock. I want you to feel as good as I do." He pulled his ass cheeks apart. Stu rewarded him with a deep anal grinding. "I love the way you talk, Grant. And the way you think. And the way you like getting fucked." Stu stirred the cum pot real deep and breathed into his ear. "Ahh, and the way your pink pussy wants my big nigger dick." "I do. I never wanted anything so much." "Tell me again. Tell me you want my big nigger dick fucking your ass all the time." Stu licked the ear, then pulled the lips to his and dribbles spit into the open mouth. Grant sucked it up like it was cum, every pore of his body was open to this man. As the huge, throbbing black cock dug in Stu whispered again, "Tell me." "You know I do." Grant whimpered. "I want your big nigger dick fucking my white ass every day all day. Be my big nigger cock master, Sir, and I will love your cock as best I can. I promise." He rolled his anus over the gentle stabbing organ, sucking on it with his anal lips. Stu had never met anyone like Grant before and was fascinated. He pulled them on their sides and pushed the upper leg away so he could grind into the fuck hole good and deep and stroke Grant's rock hard shaft. After ten minutes he asked, "You still OK, pussy? I'm digging around pretty good." "I'm better than you, I bet." Grant twisted his head to kiss. Stu pulled half way out and fucked slow but ended in a hard pound. "I don't know about that, Mr. Grant. I'm feeling pretty good in here." He held Grant tight and fucked long regular strokes hard and deep into the soft anus. "Better than ever, actually. I could get used to your fuck hole, pussy." Grant lay his head on the strong muscled arm and dreamed of having this man every day. The fucking went on and on as Stu slid his hand up and down over Grant's slimy cock. He could only imagine what pleasure Stu was getting, hoping it was at least as much as he got. When the prick head came close to his anal pucker he clenched the muscle and grabbed the prick ridge with his ass, rolling the ridge over his hole, using his ass to kiss the treasure. "Oh, pussy." Stu pumped deep again, then slid his prick head over the pucker again. Long minutes went by as the loose anus kissed the prick head that played at the anal opening. Slurping, sliding, each knowing the other was happy. "You're going to get this nigger dick addicted to this white ass, pussy." The prick head nearly came out, but Grant pushed back quickly and his anus sucked it back in, kissing the glans ridge as it slid over his pucker. "Just keep that big nigger dick in me." He reached behind and held the hard round ass to him. "Oh, fuck, Stu. What do you want from me?" He reached between his legs and caressed the giant testicles. "I want your cum so bad, nigger. You know I do. Fuck me with that big nigger dick as much as you want. I want you." "I like the way you talk, white boy. I like your ass too, so talk to me, pussy." "And I like your big dick, so fuck my ass, so fuck my ass, you big hot nigger. I want it." "Talk to me." Stu fucked hard. "I want it. I want your big nigger cock fucking my white pussy. I want your nigger juice coming up my ass. Fuck me, master nigger, all you want." "That's my pussy." Stu rolled him onto his belly and pounded his white ass for ten minutes until he was out of breath. Then he tongued his ear, the hot breath sending Grant to heaven. "You still hard, pussy?" He dug out the sand, found Grant's cock and stroked the rock hard shaft. "Damn, pussy. You like that." "Roll me over on my back, Stu. Please?" Once he had his legs over Stu's shoulders he rolled his ass like a belly dancer. "Fuck, pussy." Stu kissed him, a long tender love act as his throbbing cock continued to pump open the warm anus. "I meant it, Stu." Grant sucked his thick, soft, full lips. "I never felt anything but sex until I met you. Be my nigger cock master, and I will love you with all my body as best I can." He wrapped his legs around Stu's waist and rode the thick organ. They fucked until they lost track of time. Then Stu sat up, pulled the legs off him, pressed his hand on Grant's ass cheeks and slid the whole ten inches in and out, watching his prick head appear, then slip in again. Then he smiled mischievously as he rolled him on his side again. "I got a dog at home, pussy." He nibbled on Grant's ear. "Almost a year old little Rottweiler. Got a big cock too. I've seen him licking it. It's a monster. Never thought of doing anything with him, but it might be nice if you trained him to fuck your ass. If you like that sort of thing?" "Me and the dog will do whatever the master wants, Sir. I want to make you feel as happy as I am now. I never felt so good in all my life." He rolled his anus around the slow plunging meat post. "I do like the way you talk, Puss." Stu slammed a few times deep. "Such a nice ass." "Thank you, Sir. For fucking me. I feel happy with you." "And the way you suck, and the way your pussy grabs my dick. Grab me some more with your ass hole, Pussy. Yeah, like that. Got to have it, don't you? You're loving that, aren't you, pussy hole?" "Yes, Sir." Grant pushed back. "I am loving you in me." He bit his lip and cried. "Don't cry, because you know what? I am too. I might take your ass home. Where do you live anyway, pussy?" "On Dolores Park, Sir. M--, M--, Master Stu." Grant risked saying the word. Grant didn't see Stu shake his head, curious that his fuck partner would use the word `master'. Instead he lifted himself up by pushing on Grant's ass cheeks, spreading them wide, and pumping the rosy pink pucker with his thick chocolate shaft, giving his butt boy some savage deep strokes. He liked the thought of turning the tables and dominating this hunky white man, and his thoughts must have been received because Grant arched up to meet the slamming testicles that slapped his ass. And despite the power slams Grant felt the love that came with each stroke, like Stu wanted him to like it as much as he did. "Ahhh." Stu settled back down, melting his hard leg and arm over his fuck boy, stirring the cum pot slow and deep with his thick black cock. "Then we're neighbours, Puss. I'm on 19th Street above the park. Maybe we'll be good neighbours." He gaped the anus and then slid back in. The full thick black drooling steel meat shaft settled deep into the warm wanting fuck hole. "You like being a fuck hole?" "Yes, Sir." "Being a knotted bitch?" "Sometimes." "Being a fuck slut?" "I have to." "Why?" "People want me, and I want to make them feel good." Stu got a leg over him, rolled Grant onto his back, and with both legs on his shoulders slam fucked him full shaft, slapping his long hanging balls against the white ass. Grant's smile was so full of love that Stu leaned down and kissed him, digging the whole ten inch black stump up the white ass. "You're a good fuck, pussy. I've got to have a deep ass to really have fun, and you got one." He jabbed his prick head deep in all directions seeing if it hurt. Grant laid back grinning with joy. "Your fun is making my ass so happy that I promise I'll be good and do whatever you want." The cock rammed hard from side to side. "Ohh, yes, Sir. Do that again. You feel so good in there. Oh, fuck. You want to be the master of my pussy. Don't you?" "You want a big nigger dick up your ass whenever I want?" Stu gave his fuck boy round sloshing strokes that he knew would make Grant happy. He nodded yes. "And be good to my friends too?" The cock root, like a fist, rolled around the anal ring, pulling it from side to side. Grant's eyes were glassy and he panted. "Yes, Sir. Whoever you want, whenever, wherever. I will." "If I want to put the dog on you you'll let them watch you? Like just now?" "Yes. I'll be good. Like your dog, Master. I'll be a good boy. Roll your cock around inside me some more, Master Stu. I love your cock doing that inside me. I love you doing me. I'll be good. I promise." "Then I think I'll take you home." Stu slipped his giant cock out of the loose hole and rolled off his ass boy. "Clean me up, pussy." He laid back with his hands behind his head. And he watched Grant devote himself to his new found treasure, delicately licking, kissing, making love to the cock and balls and finally the wonderful tight anus that pulsated with desire. He had found the man he had hoped for all his life, and only feared he might not be good enough. "Oh, fuck, Grant. You eat ass so good. Damn. What am I going to do with you? Get your dick up my ass." "What?" Grant couldn't believe his ears. "I said get your dick up my nigger ass." Stu pulled his knees up to his head. Grant inched forward watching the beige anus pulsate after the soft tonguing he'd just given it, and swabbed the drooling cum slit over the centre of the anal star burst. "Oh, pussy. Get it in. Get it in me." Grant slipped the prick head into the warm hole. Stu moaned in bliss. "You like that?" Grant was surprised he wanted to get fucked. . "You got such a nice big thick cock, pussy, so smooth and beautiful, I'm going to want it up my nigger ass. Come here." His heels pressed on Grant's ass, and the eight inch cock slid right in to the balls. "Oh, yeah, yeah, pussy man. You got a cock" Grant was so surprised his mouth was open and he started drooling. They kissed, and ass rolled and fucked, breathing each other's breath. "You know how to fuck too, don't you, pussy? Just don't come." "That's going to be real hard." Grant slid his cock out. Stu grinned, stood and started packing up. "Let's go home, pussy." "Yes, Sir. I got my stuff around the rocks." Grant stood and watched Stu gather his things. He felt shy next to this god Adonis. When Stu saw him he laughed, took hold of his thick hanging meat tube and kissed him. "You know something, pussy? For a white man you are damn fucking sexy. Why are you standing there like you want to cry?" He spread his hands and laughed again. "It's just me. Nothing but a lean nigger, nothing special." "You're the most special person in the whole wide world, Stu." Grant bit his lip. He tried his best not to cry. Stu saw the turmoil in his head and kissed him again. "Pussy man." He shook his head and took Grant in both his hands. His smile warmed Grant's heart "There is something special about you too, Mr. Grant. Let's go home. I want to get back into that ass of yours. It's just the right size for me." Grant did something he'd never done before. He took the beautiful black muscle man in his arms and kissed him right on the beach. He didn't say anything, but Stu knew what he was thinking. His eyes were shining with a warmth he'd never felt before. Stu's cock was still half hard. It took a long time to get up and a long time to go down, and he turned Grant around and slid the giant chocolate organ into the warm, pink anus, right up to the hilt. Grant reached around to hold him tight to him, then rocked his hips over the wonderful shaft. Everyone around watched. Grant's face was full of love. "Hmm." Stu giggled. "Let's go home, pussy, and get more comfortable." "You want me to your place?" Grant held his lover close, not really believing he was actually being invited home with someone. "Yeah, I do. I love fucking you, but we don't need all the sand and grit. Let's go get cleaned up so I can pound your ass all nice and smooth." He pulled the huge horse cock out of the loving anus and ran into the water. "Come on, pussy." Grant followed his new lover eagerly. REMEMBER PEOPLE: Click on the pink `Miscellaneous' button at the top right of the Nifty.org page and you will find the DONATE button. See? It's even Tax Deductible !!! Now THAT is amazing. Do it. DONATE DONATE DONATE EVERYONE