If the club had been owned by someone with a proper sense of propriety he'd have back-handed the little slut across the room by now. But as it wasn't ..... he forced himself to play nice."I see ... you have a collar ... who do I speak to ... about having you punished ... for your insolence?" That would be me," Harry said. Getting a quick read on the situation he knelt down to help Billy up as Eddie and Karen loomed menacingly on either side of him and Carol."Are you alright?" he asked the. I took off my shoes and socks when John returned with a big water bottle, he took a drink and handed it to me. I threw it back and took a long drink, when I looked back John had taken off his shirt. My god. He was as ripped I I thought he was. clearly defined pecs, abs that would be washboard if he flexed, and on top of it all was dark grey hair. A lot of hair, more than any guy I'd ever been with. I pulled off my shirt and reached out to tough his chest. His hair was softer than I expected,. "That was truly magnificent," I said to J.T., and by that I meant not only his big, beautiful hunk of manhood, but his huge load of creamy cum he'd just unloaded!"Thanks!" He replied."I mean that, J.T.," I said. "Thanks for dropping by; and," I added, "I sure hope you will come back again sometime---and soon! I'd be more than happy to take another load of your cum from that fabulous cock of yours! That's an open invitation, too." 'll take you up on that!" He replied. By then he was pulling up. If she wasn't going anywhere that day, she stayed nude all day and night. On many occasions she stayed nude for forty-eight and seventy-two-hour stretches. Carla called them her "nudie marathons."My girlfriend was also often stark naked outside of the apartment, too. She spent many an afternoon in our back patio, soaking up sun on her nude body, sipping on a glass of wine or a cold wine cooler.One day I got home and found Carla totally naked and sitting at the kitchen table. A fresh bottle of.