I held my breath as he pushed his boxers down. There it was again. Only half hard but still the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.His cock head wa... bigger than his shaft. Purple veins coursed their spider web pattern along its length. I watched him wrap his fingers around it and squeeze. The head became bigger and more purple. It just looked too big for his slim body. He turned back to the computer and I could see his tight young ass. There was no fat evident on him. I watched as he stood. It bounced heavily, sending thin streamers of jism flying. The shuddering globes of Summer's breasts danced wildly beneath Vantha's quaking form as her quivering ass cheeks spasmed rhythmically in her own incredible orgasm. Rayleena felt her straining balls spasm crazily as the impossible load within them increased to the bursting point. Each flooding gush was visible along the length of her now quivering shaft, swelling it momentarily like a soft rubber hose, each one traveling up its. “I never thought there would be this much. We don’t even have a way to copy the Super 8s.”“We should find out which are their initial blackmail tapes and forget the rest.”“The last six filing cabinets contain files on both the girls and their blackmailers. Everything is done by date, but there is a book on top of each cabinet that is alphabetical, indicating which drawer each girl is in.”As each of the others finish searching their assigned part of the club, they show up in the storage room to. “But it’s not the clothes. Something else changed, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”“It’s nothing,” Julie said in a hushed voice. She quickly stood and rushed into the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and two glasses.“I’ll have some wine, too,” Brittney called after her. “When you’re twenty-one.” George gave his daughter a stern look. “Not a day before.”“Here you go, George.” Julie returned to the dining room with two glasses and the bottle. She put a wine glass in front of her husband.