His name was Lister Graves. He was balding whitemale, skinny a pole with probably a tiny dick. He wore glasses and was in his30's.His people had signs...that said "Go home White Trash" "No more smut" "Whoreburn in hell" and other lovely signs. Mclaren had runs into this guy a coupleof times. She had been known to be one of the wildest porn stars out there,staring on website mommyhasboobs, freakofboobs meanbitche and others. She wasa tall blond with legs that went on for mile. This made her tower. So I turned on the lamp and directed light right in her crotch. Well it was problematic to make her show me more of her pussy. When I bent her knees she tried to turn to aside, as soon as I turned her back on the back she straightened her legs. But I got what I wanted - I could see her twat well.Her outer lips were really large and out. They were even hanging down a bit. I spread them with my fingers showing the way to her cave. She wasn’t wet so I couldn’t get my fingers deep in her snatch. I. I am still staring you in the eyes and your nervous grin makes my heart beat faster. I will spend quite a bit of time stroking your legs. Your bare flesh is at my disposal and I want to touch it all, soak you up through the pads of my fingers, watching you squirm as I brush them against your inner thighs. The way you bite your lip as the goosebumps appear may make me want to abandon my teasing plans, but this can't be rushed. Already I will be needing to taste your skin, to feel your calf on. Holding me, he dipped down and shot up, tossing me into the air. Laughing I said again. He threw me again and I swam back to him. Holding onto me he asked if I wanted to go higher. Yes I yelled. He said, when I go down stand on my hands. As I did he shot up from the bottom of the lake, sending me straight up. I didn't notice my underwear slid down and off as Bill launched me out of the water. Bill swam out to the middle of the lake where a floating pier was. He motioned for me to come over..