A, umm." Madison could practically hear the blush. "A scrotum. But whenever anybody asks Craig if he's seen it, he just, you know, he either blows it ...ver, or he makes something up. It's disgusting." What, Madison having a scrotum?"A snort. "No. Craig."You and me both, Madison thought."Okay, and..." said Nancy. "Why are you telling us this?" Because I don't want to be involved in it, " Haley said. "They're just getting off on it, you know? They're, like, having so much fun spouting shit about. I'm sorry. I meant, you are always so serious at the coffee shop." I fucking hate it there. I work there as a favor for my dad because he can't afford another employee." I thought about offering advice on making better coffee might make the place more money, but I figured it would be better to move to another line of conversation.Well, it's a very pretty smile. That' all. So, what do you do when you're not barista-ing?"She was an art student at the Vermeer Institute, and I'd read that it was a. Slowly, I undid the hasps holding the bra on and it fell from her chest releasing her massive tits into my hand to fondle. She jerked my shaft with her hands as she smiled into my face and asked if I wanted to cum on her tits. Standing up, I took over with my hand as she leaned back on her haunches and held her tits up to my cock. I could now see her tits in full view and they were as soft and white as I had imagined. Except for a tattoo of three stars and moon on her left breast they shone. Samantha ended up impaled on Kurt "wow you must have had some action up there" and filled his arse with spunk.The next 'game' had Gemma double fucked, standing up, by the two pale T-girls, fitted with PtoA masturbators, making a delicious looking dark meat sandwich full of squidgy breasts. Whenever the two pricks came within an inch or so the chains detected each other and applied a simultaneous surge to their arses, causing Gemma to squirt uncontrollably. The MP and another client, who turned.