.. and so on. My take on that just makes me wanna melt, knowing how safe & secure my being is with his concern. I actually have no desire to top him..... it's just one of those things again where I haven't been given a chance when it is advertised in places where he brands himself as versatile.I just find the perfect balance in his genuine concern, gentleness & experience along with the overwhelming masculinity that's worn naturally. I think he is a total sweetheart. Mine anyways, and thats. 14. Ballerina #12 brings an eyeshadow brush and eyeshadow,filling my lids in pink to match hers. She kisses me on thecheek as she leaves.15. Ballerina #13 completes my eyes with strokes ofmascara, making my lashes flirty and full. She kisses me onthe cheek as she leaves. 16. Ballerina #14 enters with a curling iron and curls myhair, playfully tugging at the curls until my hairstyleapproximates hers. She kisses me on the cheek as sheleaves.17. Ballerina #15 enters with a pair of pink panties. She was alone in the room with three very handsome and obviously rich men. She could not agree to group sex, could she? She could not think straight and pulled the sheet tighter over her chest.The black man removed his jacket and walked towards the bed. "I think maybe you need a little pick me up" he said reaching inside his jacket pocket and producing some coloured pills. Candice had smoked a little pot at high school, but nothing serious."What are those?" she finally said. "Something real. Jen finished speaking and came over to us saying she had something she knew my wife would really enjoy for her first time visiting. She took my wife by the hand and led us down a hallway. At the end of the hall, we went into a closed door to a room that was painted dark colors with soft, subtle lighting. The only item in the room was a Padded Saint Andrew's Cross along with a few glory hole openings along the wall. As we stood, Jen began to undress my wife slowly. I watched as my wife was soon.