At that point it was very clear to me that this task was Matt’s doing, but I was yet to understand how he pulled that off, and why. It wasn’t of Mr.� Templeton to “go find someone” either. I didn’t hear him shouting for Matt, so it meant he really went out of his way to talk with him. I have no memory of them talking and/or behaving outside of the ordinary either. Matt was, I had to tits admit, full of tricks. I waited for him on the driver’s seat and not long after he came around and got in, with a piece of paper in his hand. “It’s the supplier’s address. Shall we go, then?” My answer was turning the engine on, pumping some gas, shifting gears and getting on the road. “Just how?” “Me and Howard have a deal,” Matt said. “No biggie, don’t worry about it.” “Fine. I have my own shit to think about, anyway.” We talked about various things for a while. In reality, voyeur I was still reluctant to bring the obvious subject shower up, so I was buying my time until I was more comfortable with the idea. Matt appeared to have understood that, so he didn’t say a thing about it either. When I was japanese ready to make a turn for the freeway, Matt intervened. “Not right now, Will. Boss didn’t say the time we should be back, let’s slack a little. Drive around town for a while.” “I- … actually, I’m not really that curious.” “It’s not even that weird,” Matt answered. “I wanted something from him, and he demanded something back. Simple as that.” “But Matt, why-” I closed my mouth, looked out at the street, then continued. “Let’s get back to what we were talking this morning.” “Right, I was only waiting for you.” He reached for his backpack sitting between his legs, pulled the shorts I used yesterday and threw them in my belly. “Came in them two times, one after I got home last night, and then again this morning. You smell fucking delicious, Will, and I couldn’t get enough of it.” I blushed at masturbation his words. The shorts were hanging in my thigh, so I grabbed it, tugged it whole in my hand and brought it to my nose. It smelled funky, which made my cock tent up. “You know, I’m still angry at you for stealing it, your dedications make up for it.” “I know,” he answered. “I’ll get around to it. So let’s talk details. Have you done it already with a dog, Will?” “No,” I answered, putting the shorts down between my thighs and gently stroking my cock under my pants. Just masturbation let voyeur go. When Jarrod asked what she wanted to see first, she said the kitchen and so he guided her into that magnificent room. japanese So if he didn't scare her, what makes everyone else think they will? The jizz was flying everywhere. “I guess so.” “Ride me hard, Daddy. I gripped her shower cock, the last of her futa-jizz running watery over the tits back of my hand as it dribbled from her tip. maybe at a sleepover? I meticulously removed her blouse from her body. You have to see this. I unlocked the door, and sat down.