With a growl, he shivered as he felt the softness of her palm holding him tightly as he taught her the rhythm and speed he wanted that gentle flesh to...move. He dropped his head, pressing a kiss against her forehead. It had been months since he’d had his last female, not because he didn’t have offers, he’d had more offers than he could come up with reasons to defer. But this sweet nymph was making him feel things he’d never thought to ever feel, things he wasn’t sure he knew how to profess. He. The damage would be confined to me and Steven. Arlene quickly moved toward the closet. She looked at Steven. "Remember the time you asked me about doing a threesome? Well, that got me to thinking and I decided to arrange one for you!" She was using the basic script that we used for all the guys we did this to. In a flash, she opened the doors, shouting "Ta-da!" as she did so. There I was, naked. I didn't move. Arlene, seeing this, got a quizzical look on her face. Normally, the closet girl. The older girls were assigned to help Carmelita. Then they settled in to wait.The raiders rode up and were astonished to find no one to kill. The cowards had run away! Scouts were sent to investigate the worker's huts and take any valuables they might find. Several more trusted and intelligent scouts were sent to inspect the main house, but reminded not to take any loot nor damage anything... All the scouts reported that no one could be found anywhere about the ranch, except for the large. Everywhere, there are scantily clad female celebrities. You can't believe it. "We're almost at the palace." Says Carmen, which saps you out of the trance you were in staring at Christina Aguilera's ass when she bent down to pick up a basket of apples. You arrive at the palace and see the Queen. Queen Latifah. She has a skin-tight tiger skin top and a grass skirt."Why have you come to see the mighty Queen, Carmen?" asks Queen Latifah."Look!" Carmen responds, motioning to you. "The chosen one!".