He was a little taller than Phil, standing at about 5'6'' with short dirty blonde hair and even more of a baby face and some freckles. He had sexy blu... eyes that pierced my soul when he looked at me and I always got vibes from him. Whenever he was at my house, I would catch him staring at me or my dick. I would just smile and he would look away. He was kind of quiet, but that was soon to change. Artie had a small frame, like Phil, but was almost entirely hairless on his legs and body, mainly. But it can be. I do something nice for you and in return you do something nice for me. That makes the whole fucking world a nicer place." Alright Chester," I said in resignation. "How nice do I have to be?"He moved closer to me and whispered in a voice that was just loud enough for me to hear. "I want my fingers to smell like pussy; if you get my drift?" I'm not doing that out here," I said sharply. I knew that all Chester wanted was to rub my vagina for a little bit. I got the idea that. With me on my back, she enters me missionary style with a dildo, and works me with it for a bit, then stepping up to a bigger one. She has a thick 9 inch dildo stuffed in me, and goes to let the other guys into the room. they strip down and start stroking their cocks while they watch her stretch my ass with her dildos. I look around at their cocks as they stroke.. 2 of them are pretty average in size.. maybe 6-7 inches.. one is larger, probably 8-9 if I had to guess. 4th one was a monster!. She asked if he was ticklish. Not much. Her fingers probed his armpits, his axilla. They were damp, no surprise. It did not bother her. The thick dark hair in his armpits was of no interest to her at the time. She retrieved her stethoscope from her coat pocket and listen to his heart. Like his body, his heart gave no indication of perceiving its peril. His heartbeat, slow and steady and strong and was no more than half an inch from where her fingers rested on his chest. She listen to the.