His sleeves gave lip service to his biceps, which rippled as he lifted the heavy rucksack. His latissimus dorsi flexed as he closed the lid. “Not a ...ot of fat on you is there?” she said. “Oh thanks! I work out a lot. I’m Tom by the way. I really appreciate this,” said Tom offering her his hand. Zofie accepted his finger tips, avoiding the oily bits. “It’s okay. I’m Zofie.” “Zofie…that’s a nice name.” Tom had never been in a Lamborghini before. He loved the purr of the engine as she turned the. She had turned her back to the mirror and taken the picture over her shoulder. Wow.I was blown away when I suddenly wished I had the thong in my hand right then, because I would have wrapped it around my dick and jerked off in it. That thought was too much for me to handle and I put the camera back where it was and left the room. I chose not to go back and help finish the laundry at that time.I have to admit I was almost sorry when an hour later, Janis said she was going out to work in her. Themetal monarch reared his sword back, the blade glowing blue once moreand took another swipe. But Genos was ready, leaping into the air andavoiding the weapon. In an instant he activated his own engines andburst forward, slamming his foot into the tyrant's head. The loud CLANGof metal on metal rang out......before the Machine King slapped Genos out of the air and into theconcrete at his feet.Genos let out a groggy groan as he slowly climbed to his feet, theMachine King laughing once. She was in awe of his thick pole, she briefly saw his hand wrapped around it once but wanted so badly to put her palm to his hard dick. She wanted to try, but fail to get her fingers wrapped around it… She was so swept up in this fantasy that Laura flexed her hips and squirted two shorts blasts and accompanied it with a guttural groan of complete abandonment and extacy. Often she pictured her son walking in as a man brought her to screaming spray. She would be unable to do anything but spray.