" You are right, but the artist named it "Fucking," said the woman. "Just like a man - even a male artist, to ruin a work of art by giving it such a c...ude name." Who is the artist?" asked Zach."My brother," said the woman. "He told me we would sell a thousand of them, so he made a casting of it and he made replicas of pewter. "He did a marvelous job - all the detail," said Carol."Yes, he is quite talented. In fact, he based that on a photo he took with a timer on the camera." Your brother is. What? What do you mean?”“Well, I am going to be the one to do it. This is your virgin voyage and I want to be there.”Let me explain. My husband, I’ll call Big D in this story, is a very large man, standing at 6’5, with big hands sporting clumsy thick fingers. There is no way in hell I want those things handling a delicate razor on my even more delicate pussy. Love him, but …I hold up one of his big sausage fingers with my tiny fingers and say, “Honey, you rarely shave your face and when you do. "Depressing. Everyone was crying one minute and the next talking about how much money she had left behind." Was she rich?" Very, but she also had a lot of c***dren and grandc***dren."She took his arm and let him walk in front of her. She loved to watch his ass. It was perfect. Andrea had always liked men's asses; maybe that's why the thought of fucking Adam had been so appealing to her.When she closed the door to her bedroom Jake was already taking off his clothes. She thought about how to. I absolutely loved it. I wanted more and more of his cock down my throat. After a bit, Spencer told me he wanted to suck my cock. We switched positions and Spencer went down on me. His mouth was warm and wet and he certainly knew his way around a cock. I am a solid 7 1/2′ hard and he almost took all of me in. Liz sucked Spencer off while he sucked me. Liz told us she wanted to try something, and instructed us to lay facing each other so we were cock to cock. We intertwined our legs so Liz.