He.... he’ll stretch you.” Claire was tingling again between her thighs. She already knew how thick his cock was and how long it was too. She als... knew what it was like to be stretched by it. “You don’t mind me having one that size, do you?” she asked him. “I mean, I am going to feel the difference between the two of you.” Neil leaned over and kissed her. “I want you to have the best,” he told her as his hand reached down between her thighs. “I genuinely want you to enjoy him.” “Thank you,”. ' Blackie said in a huff, 'anyway we have company down here.' He added."Not again ... I'll be right down." Jones said quickly dressing and getting his sword and dagger ready, he opened his door and ran down the stairs.When Jones arrived in the courtyard he found a strangely garbed man, seated on a fence pole, who was strumming on an instrument, from Jones' glance Hal reported that it was a hybrid of a lute and a guitar.The man was dressed in a mixture of colours which made up his overlarge. It was a large country high school halfway between Sydney and nowhere, and I, newly graduated, was the new addition to the English department. ‘Welcome my boy.’ He was a bluff man, Henry Rawlings, the Principal of this school. Large in stature and personality, he ruled the students and teachers alike with a sort of benevolent despotism. His word was law, but at the same it was not always draconian. ‘Have you had any experience with drama?’ He looked up from my dossier with the answer to his. "it'll be worth the wait" she said with a lascivious wink.He had watched her dress dozens of times. He still had no idea what she was doing with the many lotions potions and powders. The process was long and intricate, and a complete mystery to him. He never tired of it. The end result was amazing. Even having watched her, he was unsure exactly what she had done, but the makeup transformed her from beautiful to stunning. He would of course have found her beautiful and desirable without the.