God knows I had tried in the past, but always, seeing his godlike physique, his perfect form, as only something formed from a true artist’s imaginat...on could be, stole my breath and called to me in a way no human flesh ever could. I recalled my first glimpse of him, how the sun had kissed his bronzed surface, remembering my amazement that he’d retained the deep golden brown, rather then turned to green. Whomever had cared for him before my arrival, had done so lovingly, a task I in turn took. Fifteen years and a dozen girlfriends later, Bill still missed Brenda. Missed her warmth and... the joy it brought him just to be near her. Missed her laughter and her squeals of pleasure when she came. Missed her. Ached for her.The statuette ended up on the pillow next to him that night when he drifted off to sleep. Somehow, it felt like it belonged there. And he had such vivid dreams. He was making love to Brenda. She was stretched full length on top of him, and he relished the feel of her. Thirty seconds late she felt her husband’s big cock slide inside her extremely wet pussy.Lifting her face to be eye level with Kevin, Shelby smiled. “Oh yeah,” she said, “Clay is going to fuck me while I suck you off. I’m such a lucky girl.”After just a couple of minutes, Clay pulled out as he pulled her hair. “Stand up and turn around,” he instructed her. “Spread your legs and take him in your pussy so I can see it.”Straddling Kevin’s legs, Shelby dropped down until she took Kevin’s cock. I went back into the bathroom and shut the cabinet door. Later that day my friend and I disappeared to the bathroom for some fun. I noticed that the cabinet door was open and tried my best to see if there was any movement next door, but it was hard to see anything and to look without being noticed by my friend or anybody on the other side who could be watching. The bathroom was small but there was enough space to lie on the floor and get into the 69 position and we enjoyed each other’s bodies.