My 7-inch cock and big balls are a point of pride for me, and I work out to keep my muscles toned and my belly flat and hard, so I was enjoyed the att...ntion, taking every opportunity to put my basket smack dab in the center of his field of vision. In turn, I tried not to be too obvious when I drank in the details of his 5’-8” frame: his skin pale, almost pink, covered with faint freckles and coarse, blond hair, and like his body, his face lean and chiseled, only his pink lips displaying any. "I had to cut them off you, they was frozen solid and only would have leeched the heat out of you if I'd left them on. My name's Kenneth — Kenneth Willis. Found you outside my door last night, near frozen to death."He walked over toward the bed, "You'd better let me have a look at them fingers and toes, they looked frostbitten. They'll need some doctoring, and if it's bad, I may need to run to town to get a real doctor for you."Memories started to emerge in her head now. She remembered. I nearly groaned out loud when I saw Jeff at the chaise, the belt in his hands. I must have made some noise, because he turned round to face me. 'I think we should have a talk, you and me. Want to come over to the house?' I nodded, struck dumb, and like a guilty schoolgirl went through the door in front of him, into his house.He held the belt in his hand as he gestured to the couch. For an instant I considered draping myself over the arm, but instead sat down demurely. Jeff placed the belt on. Sheila got my briefs off and her cunt settled down on top of my very hard cock. The two of us kept Amy’s body on my chest between us, torturing her. Sheila found a tube of lube and soon Amy was a slippery body able to be maneuvered into almost any position. I took her from the top, from the bottom, and from the side. She moaned and tried to get back at Sheila, who was also getting a lot of attention from my cock. In the morning, Sheila stood by my side of the bed with coffee and her naked body..