Jeez! I’m not exaggerating. I think you are very good. Can I give you a commission? Could you draw the four of you? Something to remember a shitty h...liday that became a perfect one”“Yes, what was it you were saying as you met us on the cliff top?”“Well, my Grandad was wrong. Life is shit, and then it gets better” I replied.“No, I’m sure it will get worse again. Shall we?” We had arranged shifts now to go and call about Gramps and for me to call my mum. Dad too, of course, but he was (in the. Bbc sprung from boxer one after another in the dark we were way too slow once they dive in''any little cock boy wanna touch a real cock?''laughing together at us all of them wanting us to throw our boxer too, night bath rules they saidnot wanting too and swimming away was uselessall 3 line us up standing in the low water side of the pool, our wet boxer pulled off trying to fight em scarred and not wanting to be nakedall 3 of regular size trying to hide our 6inch , bigger hard black cocks all. The head was swollen, with precum beading at the tip. Pamela lay beneath me, her hands on her breasts, pushing them together. I held myself up by my hands, guiding my cock along her body until it slid between the two pert mounds. I shuddered as I felt myself being enveloped by her warm flesh, gliding back and forth against her soft skin. The precum was leaking from the tip of my cock, coating my shaft and the crevice between her tits. I was already so close; Pam was mewling beneath me, biting. Both women were shocked to learn how much money I earned today.Janus beat me back to the site and had ten new men with him. He explained that they were desperate for work and wanted to work until dark. He thought we might need the finished crates to fill early tomorrow.“Good thinking,” I praised him, showed him the second cart loaded with lumber for six more crates, as well as tools and all the rope and nails I had purchased.I also gave Janus and Marius the swords and scabbards before I left..