”- - - -Brent’s bachelor party was arranged first. Brent’s best-man Andre was a bit miffed at not being allowed to plan it but Jess convinced Br...nt that it would be in his, and the whole group’s, best interest to allow her to arrange the shin-dig. While it was a bit weird letting his girlfriend’s best friend arrange that sort of thing, he also knew that it would undoubtedly by exponentially more interesting if she did.Emma wholeheartedly agreed, knowing full well the kind of debauchery that. The palettes of flesh tones were incredibly vast and Sebe soonunderstood he was being made up much more heavily than ever before, evenif it felt so much lighter.It was a good fifteen or twenty minutes of blending and contouring fromhis forehead to his neck, until finally Ben's attention was turned tohis eyes. At least lining his water lines and coating his lashes didn'ttake that long, but it all slowed down again when Ben began on his lids.He almost couldn't believe the array of colors that. Her head spun as she tried to understand the situation. “What are you doing?” she gasped, staring at him. “I want you,” he said breathlessly. “I love you.” “What?! Andy,” she said, a bit too loudly, “You’re gay.” “I just realized today. How much I love you. I want to be with you, forever,” he said fervently. And then he pulled her to him again. He resumed running his hand up her thigh, but this time Clara let him grab her panties and pull them down. He threw them away carelessly. He began. . s... shitttt!" Jack gasped and jerked his hips back, yanking his manhood out of the sizzling pre-teen with an audible suctioning sound."Sssplop!"Unfortunately it was too late. Jack couldn't remember ever having cum so hard in his adult life. If semen were bullets it would have exited the top of the girl's head and gone right through the wall, so powerful was the force behind the twin eruptions he'd hurled into Emily Brand's vagina before pulling free of her. Jack's third and forth ropey white.