Chapter 40 Nothing To Write Home About

• I thought I had seen it all, not knowing that I was still a newbie when it came to shamelessness.
• Without warning, Hunter grabbed my dick as if it was a door knob, making me spread my mouth like the tentacles of an octopus. I was into too much shock to even speak, and as he squeezed it into his palms, an electric jolt was sent throughout my whole body as I sat on my ass, staring at him in horror.
• "There's nothing to write home about here," he said as he let go of it, standing up to his feet and towering above my seemingly small frame. "That one there…..," he pointed at the top guy in the porn video, "is way better than yours, and I bet that you wouldn't be able to do what he's doing right now," he said as I concentrated on the porn video as the top spread the bottom’s legs in a split, banging hard into his ass with his up to eight-inched cock.