His eyes were bright ice blue, like the eyes of a husky dog and he looked younger and in better shape than the others. For some reason he reminded me ...f Barbie’s boyfriend, who is also named Ken.And last is Mr. Willy. A giant Negro, whose teeth were gold, they looked strange when he smiled. I decided to call him Willy Wonka and the golden ticket. I was shocked by this man’s bulk. His shoulders looked to me as wide as I was tall. Yet he had a tiny waist compared to his chest. I later found out. Now she could see Fran, writhing in passion, while Greg drove his erection into her. Shaken by the train of thought she couldn’t shake, she tried to make the lewd images stop, but try as she would, she couldn’t. And even more frustrating was the fact that the voyeuristic thoughts were turning her on! ‘I don’t believe this!’ she thought, ‘Of all times to get turned on!’ At last, afraid she’d wrinkle from being submerged in the water too long, Joanne climbed out of the tub and dried herself off.. But the excitement soon overcame the pain and it felt so good to have his cock in me again, I could feel my peak coming quickly as he pounded that oversized hunk of man into me like it was his last chance. But why did he think that? He knew I would come to him at his merest whim. He knew as well as I that I was addicted to his big old cock.My climax was the most intense I have ever had. It shook me to my toes, making my whole body tremble with passion. Was it the situation, or being tied up?. ” The man groaned, humped his ass rapidly and she felt his stomach flexing as cum gushed into her in six strong bursts. They were quiet, flat breast pressed against muscular chest as they gasped for cool air. He smelled good, sex smelled good. She lifted her head and kissed him softly on the mouth then cautioned him needlessly “Don't tell mama.” She got off him, his still stiff cock fell from her to his stomach with a plop. As she picked up her gown she could feel his essence trickling down.