They think it's undignified or something. " What in the world are you talking about, Ricky?" You know, diving for tuna, yodeling in the canyon. The bl...ck bones brothers like to 68--you do me and I'll owe you one." I'm still clueless, Ricky." And you're not even blonde. Getting a perm, licking the bird--eating pussy! Do you fucking understand now? Hell, I even perform cunnilingus on occasion. My mother... uh... well... you know how it is. A lonely widow. A very wealthy lonely widow." No, I don't. " What the hell was happening to me?Both truckers laughed as they climbed down off the truck. "Then get your ass down here, on your fucking hands and knees," Dave ordered.As I crawled between the two truckers, I got my first good look at Dave's dick. It was huge; maybe an inch longer than Carl's, and considerably thicker. It was milky white in color, contrasted against his deeply tanned skin, with a slight upward curve as it snaked from his ripped body. He wore a large steel cock ring, his. He is the one who looks like a surfer, dusty blonde hair and green eyes, he is the one who basically does whatever he wants and gets away with looking hot. Bryan is basically like me, he is normal but likes to keep everything really organized and always likes to keep up to date and feels he must control everything to feel "OK" he pretty svelte and has a shaved head with hazel eyes, he is pretty hot if you into a guy that isn't the muscled type. He was orphaned and has been in and out of foster. Most lady clients got a bit embarrassed when I had to measure their chests, inner thighs and hips. This and the fact that we asked them to do this in clothes that allowed us access to these areas. The first day that the modelling agency started using the gym was crazy, it was beginning of summer, everybody wanted to get their bodies back, and the extra load of having to process the first five models was an added stress. The first two assessments went smoothly as the models were used to being.