Glancing down, I noticed its form in the shadows cast by the candles. My thighs were thick, but muscular, a roll of muscle developed from walking appe...red on the upper part of the back of my thigh. Intrigued, I flexed my leg repeatedly, turning it this way and that. The front of my leg was a clearly well developed muscle, causing a small, wide valley where the chubby-ness of my stomach ended and my thigh began. My calves were similar to my thighs, muscle. Nevertheless, it was muscle that was. This was all a total lie but neither of the village folks knew and they eagerly accepted it. Though some of them did have their doubts about everything but they were too few and weak-mouthed to speak out. By sundown the news had spread to the other end of the village and the old folks all folded their arms, shook their heads and wondered. By the time he came back from his journey, much of the village was dead quiet already asleep, or just about to fall asleep so nobody saw him return … but I. I'd hate to lose the free blow jobs." Yeah, but if she really wants to keep Ro..." and I heard a door close. I can't swear that the man was going to say Rob, but with everything else I'd heard I surely suspected it. If it was Rob then the only "she" they could be talking about was Heidi. What would Heidi be hiding from me that would be worth free blow jobs? No, it couldn't possibly be Heidi that they were talking about and "Ro..." must have been Ronald or something like that. Still, my. Both of them stood up now, and kissed again, tasting and sharing their juices, before waving at the camera and walking out of the guest room below. The screen went dark, with a message in the same pink lettering. “Come join us…” He mopped up his cum with the towel, and saw that he had covered his shirt, and streaks of sticky semen were cooling on his skin elsewhere. It took him a few minutes to stand, then he zipped up his pants and headed down to the guest room. Pushing open the door, he was.