He is tall and lean, at least 6 feet tall. He has scruffy dark hair and bright hazel eyes. His shirt is tight and stretches across his chest, hugging ...he defined muscles of his arms. He is wearing a pair of jeans that accentuate his thighs and I can clearly see the outline of his cock through the denim. I smile shyly as I hurry past, hoping he does not see the lust in my glance or the flush that crosses my face and cleavage. “Hot Damn” I think to myself. I can feel my pussy getting wet, as I. The fact that Tim was black and Paige white was a non-issue in New York City. That was one of the great things about living there.Tim remembered Paige's last surprise. On a winter night preview in November, Tim went to Paige's apartment to pick her up for dinner. She answered the door dressed in a set of strings that pretended to be a thong bathing suit. Paige must have spent hours shaving her pussy, because when Tim glanced down he didn't find a hair anywhere. Later, after a second inspection. As they slid over her hips her panties came with them. Steph looked directly into my eyes with a mixed expression on her face, obviously enjoying what was happening but at the same time unsure as to where we were going. I smiled and pushed her jeans further down bending down at the knees as I did so, her hands moved onto my shoulders as I did so and soon my face was directly in front of her exposed pussy. The most beautiful sight I had ever seen met my gaze; her tight curly pubic hair. "Lamas laughed. "Don't I know this! I need to marry her quickly before the potions wear off and she sees clearly again." Stop that, you two!" Jolia huffed. "I would think that you, Macro, are in an odd position to accuse your brother of being lucky." So true, Jolia," Macro laughed. He turned to Lamas. "How are our father and mother?" They are both fine. Odar seems a little tired lately, but he's probably worked too much. Javila is busy as usual. With Thesia gone, she will need a new.