“My weapon,” he says, hands at his side. His cog rises with arresting jolts. Its thickness exquisitely compliments the muscles he is endowed with....I marvel at his raw perfection. With his hands Warner covers himself. I look up. He appears impish. “Are you still the Dread Fierce Shane?” “I am! Show me how you handle your weapon.” As Warner demonstrates his skills the right side of his face scrunches up, registering his pleasure. A string of clear man-oil attaches to his palm and slickens his. "All three of you are perverts," Denise said.Laughing, Claire said, "Mom says that we have super sex drives because we are descendants of Satyrs and Wood Nymphs." There's no such thing," Denise said frowning."Maybe, maybe not," Claire replied with a grin. She leaned forward and said, "Promise me that you'll come visit me when you finish the program. I'm going to want a little taste of Dale's creation."Denise was about to respond when there was a knock on the door. Dale stuck his head in the. " Chris shook her hand, she smiled and kept her eyes on his. His cock kept growing."And that's Karen. You've not met her yet, she also works with me." Next to Krista was an older woman, maybe in her late 50's, with a blonde pixie cut, also tan all over. Her build was slim and petite, in great contrast to Anna. Her breasts were small and perky, both pierced with shiny, silver studs. He reached across the table and shook her hand also, and like Anna, they locked eyes. Karen gave him a wicked. Slowly I started rubbing my clit, I was so turned on I knew it wouldn't take me long to cum. "Need a hand?" I stopped abruptly - shit it thought as I opened my eyes to see this drop dead gorgeous dark haired guy sitting on the sunbed next to me. "Oh don't stop on my account, you looked like u were enjoying yourself" he said. "I'm Alex" he offered his hand. "I'm so sorry" I said absolutely mortifed. " I didn't realise anyone was here" Alex smiled at me and moved his legs so I could see the.