Her mouth followed her hands, and her teeth found his flat nipples while her fingers fumbled impatiently with his trousers, and then the cotton parted...and his cock sprang up, thick and solid. Ellie had felt it, but had not seen it. It was as beautiful as the rest of him: smooth and straight and dark gold-brown without a trace of raw red. It felt very hot in her hand, and as she stroked down she found that her fingers couldn’t meet at its base. Looking at his size it seemed impossible that this. You deserved it, and so much more, but at the same time, I don't want to hurt you, Marissa. I didn't, did I? Was that too much?” Marissa gave him a small, trembling smile and said, “No, that was so good. It was beyond anything I've ever felt.” Patrick gave her a look, like he was about to call bullshit on her, but she continued, “No, listen to me, please. I'm not going to deny that Benji was... good.” She blushed hotly, feeling the deep humiliation of telling her husband about her lover's. She leaned against the linen closet and admired the way his worn denim shirt stretched across a muscular chest. When he turned around, she could see how his bottom filled out the seat of his dungarees. She especially appreciated the wiry muscles of his back when his shirt rode up. The thought of the rest of his body made her clench her thighs and resist the urge to slip a hand into her tingling snatch.The plumber unpacked his tools and crawled under the vanity to look at the piping. As he lay. I like to show off my red bottom, as well as my stiff cock, so I put both on full show as I help each to a chair.My Lady arrives, takes the last chair, and I enter from the kitchen and kneel beside her. She pats me on my head, then rests her hand on my shoulder. "Everyone, this is Sweetie. Some of you have met him, and you know how sweet he is. We have a few more people coming later, and the weekend is for you all to enjoy as you please. Thanks for coming."The conversation is mostly about my.