Keven hopped out and opened it for me and then locked it behind us. Now there was a flat dirt road that led to a house on the low ridge ahead of us. W...ll, perhaps house wasn’t the right word. It was more of a lodge. Big and rough looking, it fit the mountains that framed it perfectly. Leave it to an artist to even make his house fit the theme. I parked the car in a sheltered area under the lodge and climbed out, stretching my back. The place smelled of trees and flowers, even here in the. "We can move on. Sorry, Wendy, but like most white women, I just get mesmerized at the sight of black cock stretching the lips of a white man's mouth. It's just so ... hoo! Let's get out of here before we both cream ourselves." As they turned to leave, Candy nudged Wendell and pointed at Fiona with a grin. She was seated in a chair with her legs flung up over each arm. Her hands worked furiously between her widespread legs. "I guess she couldn't hold out any longer," whispered Candy with a wide. His smile had lipstick on it when he bent back up. He too had a nearly perfect makeup job on, as well as wearing a housecoat with more than a double D bust.Flash!Jimmy, with his disposable camera said like a bridesmaid attending a wedding, "Ah! A Kodak moment..."Eddy, not quite fully conscious, said, "Am I gonna get the standard modeling fee? I'll take it in jawbreakers."Ditto, again, for Edd, "Do I have grass stains?"Ed was still smiling, "I didn't know monsters were pretty."Kevin, and the. “Sure,” said their father. He stood up and unzipped his pants, pulling out a fully erect cock; it was long and thick and curved upward, toward the ceiling. “Oh my God!” squeaked Amy. “Oh, Father!” Bella gasped. Now the girls got on all fours, side by side on the bed. Their necks craned forward as though the cock was a magnet. Their father smiled warmly. “I’m glad you like it,” he said with a grin. He stepped closer, leaning over the edge of the bed a little. “Would you like a taste?” Without.