It was you all along?

Chapter 3

"mNgh~ kennEl" he said as he ejected into his hand.

His wrinkled penis was now dripping wet. He panted and got another tissue. Wiping the semen off his hand.

"God I'm a mess" he said to himself, subconsciously playing with his saggy balls.

"Honey, I'm home" a voice called out to him.

"Give me a minute im... im changing" he wuickly got up and started cleaning his products up.

The door swung open revealing a slightly confused mother. She gasped at her naked 40 year old son.

"Oh my god you weren't kidding" she covered her eyes and closed the door quickly. "So whos the lucky girl?" his mom asked still standing outside the door.

"Just because i still live with you doesnt mean i have to tell you everything," he began twisting his pubes.

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Baker rushed into the gym, throwing his bag by the door and looking around, making sure he didn't get to caught up in playing with his fat, short, 2 inch penis for too long.

He looked up at the clock. Shit. He thought, as he was now 33 minutes late. Class had already started but he assumed one of the helper teacher would come in and sub for a bit.

His big beety eyes rolled around in their small sockets and traced over every inch of the gym in seconds. Then they stopped at a certain someone.

Kennel seemed to be waiting for him. When she saw baker staring at her she blushed and looked away. He chuckled. Then he realised... he was getting hard again. Fuck.

Just looking at her baggy under arms, her receiding hairline, those dark curcles under eyes, and the way she waddled. It was enough to make a grown man cry. ;)

Baker scurried into an office. He locked the door and sat on the desk. He began undoing his pants. As he did so, the door started to rattle. Someone came in. A certain someone.

"B-b-b-bak-er?!?!?!" Baker whipped his head around at the voice. He walked into the wrong office.

Kennel blushed hard seeing Baker ugly saggy balls draped over her desk. He had his veiny shriveled up dick in his hand, or fungers.

Baker gave her an awkward smile and turn to face her. "You wanna halp me?" He smiled wide enough to show his teeth. His face was redder than a tomato.

She gulped really loudly and walked up to him. She crouched down and slid her hands from the inner, to the outer part of his pimpley thighs.

Baker grabbed her by her double chin and raaised her up to eye level- or for kennel, eye to neck level.

Shes really short.

"Ah ah ah, princess" He hopped of the desk, still gripping at her hidden jaw, "we're gonna do a bit more than foreplay" he whispered into her ear, pushing her up against the copy machine.

She meowed at him. She imediatley covered her mouth. He looked at her with wide eyes, almost disgusted, but those scraggley bangs were enough to make him kiss her, ignoring the ugly noise she just made.
He then ripped her shirt and pants off and threw the rest of the fabric somewhere behind them.

He spread her legs, "lets see how far you can spread em" he grinned and spread them open, making her joints pop embarrassingly loud.

He massaged the area on her wrinkled thighs, and began.... juggling...? her saggy milk bags with the other hand.

She growled in excitement as he trailex kisses down her disgusting wrinkled legs all the way down to her bunions. Her toenails were a light shade of green, and really long and sharp. He was sure to stop before her toes.

Then a knock was heard at the door. "Baker? You in there?" A older man called.

"Shit its vickers" he whispered.