Well, the first good freeze took care of that problem. Scratch one administration, too.It just went on and on. Most of what he did looked wonderful at...first bloom. It was when you knelt down to smell the flowers you realized that it had just been fertilized with fresh pig shit.I always wondered if he did this out of whimsy or not.I'm telling you all this to "set the mood" for what Uncle Eugene bought me.I was well into my forties, and had accumulated over one and a quarter million dollars in. I got down on all fours and made it all too obvious what I was going to do. The shy older trolls that just wanted a blowjob faded into the shadows of the room but three other bears and a couple of well-hung guys walked over to me and lay down. I pulled out my bottle of poppers and took more than was need to make me feel like I was floating. With the poppers coursing through me I grabbed the biggest cock and swallowed it down to the roots-I have control over my gag reflex so there is no choking.. I continue to transfer the remaining oil until the pool is empty. Now I am ready to touch myself. Gently, oh so very gently I lay my fingertip on the swollen nub. I don’t move, I just touch, just touch. My clitoris throbs rhythmically under my finger. It has a pulse, a strong living independent pulse. It is eager to be manipulated and stroked but I will not allow that. Not yet. Did I mention already that the anticipation, the delay, the waiting is everything? Sometimes I barely need to do any. Scotty looks a lot like a skinny,flat chested Jennette McCurdy,made up like he is,and Jimmy? Jimmy looks like...um..." I think he looks kinda like a short haired CeCe,with that red wig on. You know? The girl from that dance program." Stevie whispered and looked at his feet."Only Jimmy's prettier. His nose is smaller and he has a cuter ass. It's more round." Ohhhh,Stevie! How Sweet!" Jimmy sniffled then went over,grabbed Stevie by the ears and began french kissing my little br-other while.