"Watch this, everybody," Melissa announced to the room, as she pushed me forward behind the twink as he just lay there, panting, catching his breath, ...ecovering from the the rugged 2-man rectal invasion he had just endured. "Steve loves to clean studs who've just been fucked and taken loads up the ass."She wasn't lying, as she pushed my face down behind the supine twink. Now everyone had something new to watch as I first lapped up the droplets of cum off the twink's perfectly smooth young ass,. I rest my head on yours, smelling the sweetness of your hair, and drift off into a dreamless sleep. We both wake at the same time as the room has begun to chill since the fire is dying on the grate. I lift you into my arms and carry you to our bedroom where I quickly disrobe you and slide you under the warmth of our down comforter. Doffing my own clothes, I slip in beside you. Now fully awake, we move into each others loving arms and, lying side by side with our bodies pressed together, we. Samara laughed softly and shrugged. "Alright," she said, then took the glass that he offered her, sipping it. "So what's involved in this?" Well," Mark began slowly. "Basically, if you're comfortable, you'll move around the loft, try to find something that feels right. I'll take a quick picture of it for reference, and then sketch it. Once we have a sketch that works, I'll paint that sketch." I see," Samara said, sipping her wine again. "And I have to be... nude?" Yes," Mark said, bracing. ” He pressed his foot on the pedal more. “Aaah relax. We are going to be late if I don’t hurry.” We sped past cars at 85mph, and I groaned in frustration when we passed a police car. A few moments later I saw the familiar red and blue lights in the rearview mirror. Dalton pulled over and put his head on the steering wheel. “Shit Shit Shit.” He mumbled under his breath. I punched him on the shoulder, “Dumbass. Now we are really gonna be late.” The cop look in his twenties, and inexperienced.