His chest was full of silver hair that ran all the way down his stomach and disappeared into his shorts. I was kneeling down pulling weeds when I look...d up and noticed something really nice swinging under his shorts.The husband, Steve started up a conversation as I stood up. Steve put a hand on my shoulder and told me he needed some help inside his house. I followed him inside, and as soon as the door closed, Steve laid a big kiss on my lips. I gladly returned the favor, at which time Steve. Why the fuck was he holding me anyway? I hope he wasn't awake when his arm moved, if he was then he better not of thought I was pulling something gay towards him, shit! I freshened up, and came back in the room. "Eric!" I screamed. "What man, shut up I want to sleep." He mumbled into his pillow. "You didn't pay all this cash to sleep in, get the fuck up and let's go meet Bryan at the pool" I said. "No I'll come later" - he said. I walked over and pulled his arm, he fell on the floor, He shot up. With the evening light now completely faded, it was getting very cold outside, she was quite relieved to get back in. Harry lit a fire and asked her to sit by it so that he could paint her. She smiled, pleasantly surprised that he still wanted to go through with it, rather than tearing off her clothes and treating her like a piece of meat. She lay down on the hearth rug, in front of the gloriously hot flames that flickered like dancing imps to warm her deep down. Harry positioned his easel and. "Calm down," he said in a reassuring voice, "I know I have a nice dick, I catch people looking at it all the time. Really it doesn't bother me." I stopped packing my things, and sat there on my knees in front of this beautiful cock. What was I to do? I couldn't contain myself any longer, so I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and licked the head of his cock and it twitched with excitement. I could already see it the veins growing and his cock getting harder, so I quickly stuck all of his.