I watched long enough to notice, I guess for the first time, that Malcolm was in terrific shape, especially for a man his age: his broad shoulders gav... way to a thin waist and tight buns, and his muscles were ripped. Needless to say, I went over the top almost instantly, and I had a hard time prying my eyes away from the action, and going back to my room with fresh lusty thoughts."Oh good heavens, I thought to myself as I frigged my cunt with more gusto: Ariel's story was getting me hotter by. . Too much for this twelve year old girl to worry about. But if it was something Olivia wanted so badly, to lose her virginity to some strange guy, then just by her competitive nature alone, Stacy felt compelled to be involved too, even if it was just as an interested observer. That was about as "involved" as she wanted to be.Stacy repeated her previous days cycling performance and made it over to Olivia's house in a matter of minutes, and came bounding in the front door a scant twenty minutes. Kay held the dress in front of her and it had a rather deep cut area to the front that would definitely show off her 36c breasts and was mid-thigh in length; Kay then opened another bag and withdrew a tissue wrapped package which contained similar red lingerie set.The bra was just pure lace and obviously see through which was complimented by equally see through panties and full suspender belt, also in the package were two pairs of 10 denier light tan sheer nylons. Wow I said, you are going to. For all that the flames lept around her body, it was obvious that the woman was not the victim. She was the perpetrator.The screen changed again to my most recent painting of Kelly. Still not a photographic portrait. Somehow, in fact, this image was less related to the woman herself and more to the dreamlike attachment to the male beneath her. In neither of the two portraits were the faces of the women visible. But the second portrait was about release and abandon. She seemed to rise out of the.