Leave him alone with his T.V. There is other cock in the house.
From Create Your Own Story
You huff disappointedly, sliding off Steven's knee. You toss your blouse over your shoulder, retrieve your bra from the kitchen and redress. It had been a month and half since he's last taken the time to fuck your brains out. A few years ago, all it would take was one look at your magnificent melons to drive him into a fuck frenzy, but for some reason he just wasn't as virile anymore. You love him dearly, you think as you climb the stairs, but if he can't or won't get it up for you, you'll just have to find it somewhere else.
You start towards your room at the far end of the upstairs. It's late, maybe you should just get ready for bed. Your combination of horniness and frustration has emboldened you somewhat, however. You think of little Timmy as you pass the door to his room, his adorable curiosity, his tempting boycock... But as enticing as the possibility of living out your fantasy is, he was still a small boy. Perhaps something more... substantial, is in order? Jacob seemed to have grown quite a bit over the last year, the speedos he wore to swim meets suggesting he was packing quite a tool between his legs. Still, as tempting as the boys were, it might be better to play it safe. You knew Heather had some pretty nice dildos - you've borrowed one a few times in the past without her noticing.
