It made me aware that the pale blue panties were still tangled around it from when I’d been masturbating with them.And whose were they anyway?I pluc...ed them off and tossed them aside.“Don’t go getting any ideas about a threesome, pal,” he said menacingly.I waved that idea away and we returned our attentions to Candy as she had him stretch out and spread his legs with his thick pole pointing north and his balls hanging below. Candy crawled between his legs, sticking her ass in the air and. Signing her art "kim2wild," Ms. Wilder--or Kimberly, if I may be sobold--offers finely drawn pencil sketches of sometimes-unlikely sexscenes which usually have a bit of a BDSM edge to them and, of course,feature cross dressers, shemales, and other transgender characters.A very talented young lady, Kimberly's work is on the level of fine artand deserves a far greater body of admirers than it has, perhaps,acquired to date, for it is difficult for an erotic artist, especially,perhaps, an erotic. “ How many?” Richard asked as he scooted into a sit-up position. I rolled my eyes. “Oh, just four hundred and fifty THOUSAND!” He sighed and started counting them off, his incredible abs flexing beneath the shirt, his massive balls pooling on the ground between his thighs, his enormous cock curling around one of his thick thighs, head still touching the ground where it looped over. I couldn't help myself, and I crawled slowly towards his crotch, tits dangling in the tight. Now I think I have moved too fast and I'm going to ask Paul to hold off on having them served. You can thank Max for that."You sit here and let me go down and set up another section that I have on tape. This is something different than what you just saw and you might not even remember some of it." I rushed down and started the disk at the beginning where Mary was being half carried into the house.I went up and started it. We watched it, skipping the part of Mary acting the slut. This I fast.