I took it to the garage where my family has been taking our cars for years, figuring I'd get some kind of a friendly discount....I was right, in a way..... Before i left to drop the car off at the garage i looked myself over in the mirror. I was wearing a very tight, shear pair of yoga pants with no panties underneath, and a low cut shirt and push up bra that showed off my boobs. I'm not saying I was going there with the intent of getting a hookup by sexing it up, but lets be honest, it. Her sweet pussy felt like it was made just for me. Soon, she begged for me to fuck her harder and it was exactly what I wanted to hear! I was fucking her with more passion and ... LOVE than I’d ever felt before. She was moaning delightfully and our joining was becoming soaked with our combined juices. I felt the roiling in my balls that meant I was going to cum.When I warned her she gasped, “Fill me with your seed, Baby! YES, cum in me, let me feel your hot sperm coat my thirsty pussy!”That was. Muscular thighs and just a bit of hair on his lower legs completed the look. That classic muscular construction worker build with just a bit more manscaping to clean everything up. Hopping into the shower for a quick rinse to fully wake himself up he decided to go for a hike today, it was the perfect sunny weather for it, 85 degrees and a light breeze flowing in. It would be great to get out of the city for the day.Toweling off and putting some thin black jogging shorts on, a dark green. It was hard, felt like a rigid cock, and was pulsing, and full of life. It was still parallel to the surface of the painting, and the balls were in high-relief now. February rubbed them also, wondering whether the God would emerge from the painting as the days passed. February then licked the head of the God’s penis with her tongue, marveling at its sheer size and the audacity of whomsoever dreamed up Priapus himself. On Saturday, his balls were fully three dimensional, and February couldn’t.