#Chapter174
Ryland white knuckled the steering wheel as we drove home. I couldn't sit comfortably.
/"God what are they doing?/" Ryland groans, making me look at him. His man hood standing erect like it was about to burst.
Ryland reaches for my hand.
/"What are you doing eyes on the road/"
/"Just touch it, come on take one for the team, my dick feels like it's going to explode/"
/"No if I have to put up with it so do you/" I tell him as he hits the highway.
/"You've turned all boring, I should have took on the old bird, bet she would have sucked it/" Ryland whines.
/"You're disgusting, she had more wrinkles than my nutsack/" I tell him.
/"Bet she would have been a wild one back in her day/" Ryland says, turning off onto the dirt road leading to the house.
Yeah maybe before world war one, seriously what is wrong with you?/"
/"Hey keeping my options open closer to my own age/"
