.You can feel my shaved balls sliding around in your soaked pussy's juices...you want me cock in you you tell me, you grab my cock and realize how har... I am and beg me to fuck you. I get off the bed and pull you to the edge so you ass is just lightly hanging over...I spread your legs...and stroke your wet pussy with my dripping wet dick...flicking your swollen clit with the head of my cock. I stroke your wet pussy with the head of my dick, you are soo wet I keep slipping in a little, you gently. .. bring me back my trunks." Come and get them, Adonis. Show us all what you're made of..." Come on, Kat ... enough is enough." No! I'm serious, Bill ... if you want them, you'll have to come here and get them." She wasn't laughing.Bill looked around ... nobody was looking at him, not even Lisa and Meredith, who had deliberately turned around to give all their attention to Mark. It was obvious that they felt that this was between Kat and himself. He hesitated, still. Finally, trying his utmost. "I knew you'd like it," he said, smirking at me. Before I could speak, he leaned down and licked one of my hard nipples before turning away.I didn't even have the chance to be indignant at his familiarities before two more men were standing around me. They carried huge bowls of fruit and Pierre held a large green wrapped package of flowers."Do not move," he ordered.White daisies were coiled into my hair, strawberries and grapes were scattered around my body. Apples were sliced, formed into. I don't know where he's at or what he's doing. But I suspect that he's still heavily into cross-dressing and is probably living with someone that he met through the Internet who liked his photographs. Hell, it wouldn't surprise me to learn that he might be living as a woman now. I would hate to learn that he had that magnificent cock cut off but if that's what he wanted, then more power to him. Will you take my case, Mister Marlowe?" Hell, I was thinking about paying her to let me take this.