There was something so elegant about the way he gripped his penis and it really started to turn me on. I rolled my eyes, crouched down on the floor, and grabbed the waistband, hesitating to see what Mike would do next. Amateur porn “Hey, why did you suck it?” he asked after what seemed like forever. “Hey Henry why don’t we try to guess the score?” asked Mike. As was typical for Michigan in the summer, it was nearly 90 degrees and very humid. My brother was a bit of a pussy about the heat, so at the last minute he decided to stay home. I forgot all about watching Mike piss as the innings past by. “I, uh, I thought you would have done the same for me if I won,” I said, know my excuse sounded lame as hell. “Alright, your dad and I are going to find our seats, you guys can do whatever you want, but you have to be at the seats by the first pitch,” she said. “I, uh, I thought you would have done the same for me if I won,” I said, know my excuse sounded lame as hell.
