Shhhh! My mother may be asleep, wait out here while I
check. “Whispered Shelly to her two male companions.
“Okay.” Carl whispered. Carl Fields grinned knowingly at
Greg Sullivan, as the two of them sat down in the
darkened hallway outside the Burnside’s front door.
They started talking about the exhibition she had just
put on. What they had seen in the movie was nothing like
what Shelly had just accomplished. They talked about
getting a camcorder next time she was over “taking care
of the Rockys” and make a movie of there own.
‘Man I wish I had a dick the size of one that that Great
Dane’s got. Then maybe Shelly would suck me off, just
thinking about her sucking on that gigantic thing gives
me a hard-on.’ Said Carl.
‘Me too, and man can Shelly ever suck a cock, it looked
like she liked sucking that Great Danes cock better than
her mother sucked my cock. Maybe she would take him on
again. Agreed Greg. Maybe we should have brought him
along too?’
‘Yah! Do ya think Shelly’s mother does the same thing?’
Asked Carl.
‘I don’t know.’ Said Greg. ‘I sure hope so. All I know is
I need to fuck something real soon this jacking off shit
is for the birds. Watching Shelly suck on a big Rocky cock,
while Candy sucks me off would be great.’