Candy began a cowboy ditty in a slightly mournful tenor. Everyone heard cowboy talent but I heard queer pain. He sang about getting doggies along and ... trail made lonelier by a cowboy’s lost love. Everyone heard passion but I I heard longing.I wanted to alleviate that longing—if only for a little while, and I wanted to give him a measure of comfort—no matter how my time with him turned out. But I was getting ahead of myself, and I knew that doing so, could lead to unimaginable pain. So, I. "Afraid I can't do that luv, but I can help spread 'em'. And it's notmy fault I'm this size! I am big-boned!!!"Her voice was husky, but she clearly was trying to at least make itsound a little femme. She also fluttered her hands around a bit as shespoke, fussing with the shower cap covering her wet set. With that,barbarella reached back with both hands and pulled the generous globesof her tush as far apart as possible giving her roomie much betteraccess."Oh honey please do make sure you get. I push my friend's face away and remove my belt from my pants and start to redden your ass repeatedly. You start to scream and it only makes me hit you harder. After I have left several delicious welts on your ass, I bend over you under the car roof and you feel my cock poke at your ass. My friend gets out and into the front seat next to you and you see him, sitting sideways on the seat, his pants around his ankles, his hard cock in his hand, pumping his cock as he stares at you hungrily,. David came over and was drying off next to me when I couldn’t help but reach up and playfully stroke his penis saying I was just helping him to warm up. As I let go and looked over at Jackie and Tim. Jackie took off her robe and asked Tim stand up and drop his robe so we could see him naked. Tim’s cock was an eyepopping site to behold as he was at least eight inches and he wasn’t even hard. I let my robe fall and commented to Jackie what a truly beautiful cock Tim had and that it was making.