In the summertime our sleepovers were three types; cousins or organization or friends/neighbors. The cousins and organizational ones were totally fun. I did those every summer. Games, organized explorations, and a night hike that was intensely secure for good reason. Those people were responsible for the safety of my mom's child. The third kind was wild and daring. A couple times when I stayed at my friends house we'd sneak out to a guys house and he'd suck us. Other times at my house, we'd all four, five or six have a jackoff contest to see who could spurt farthest and/or biggest. Twice, in secret I sucked everybody. But everyone knew it was me. It was a secret game. Hmmm, not so secret!

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I like; a) taint brushing: b) a good cigar: c) our juices together; d) champagne: e) protein squirts; f)more of these; g)much more of these; h) Damn, slide that thing into me. Deep!
Adage: 2 things are certain in life; Death & Taxes. Therefore; God & Beelzebub had a meeting to fix the problem. A mighty storm prevailed for ages until finally they ended the storm with the agreement: From now on Anyone whom chooses doesn't have to die. "Everyone wins said Beelzebub. You get an eternally grateful bunch of worshippers praying forever for lower taxes as I goad & prod them forever with higher & higher taxation."