The surface was not perfect like a modern mirror but it worked well and looked good. I placed it over my dresser and it nearly matched my old wooden d...esser.Let me introduce myself, I am Shane Brown. I lived next door to the Gruner house. Being 15 sucks, Wesley High School sucks and this town sucks. Being an average guy in High School also sucks. I am not a Jock, Goth. or a druggie just an average kid with average parents and a sister.My sister Jenny is hot looking and seventeen. She is 5'3". Jeannie groaned as it sunk deep inside and stretched her tiny hole. I'd done my best to get it ready for sudden invasions like this, but it had remained deliciously tight the entire month. The cameraman moved in for a closeup of the incredibly sexy view.Then the Hitachi came back into play. Jeannie's hips jerked and bucked as her clit was assaulted once again. The blonde used the clenching of Jeannie's ass around her thumb to gauge when to back off with the vibrator, bringing my wife right to. The rods had worked near perfect for what he wanted to accomplish. The only unanticipated issue they ran across was the cold cracking the wooden wall mounts. He had to think of a way to make them resist cold but not interfere with the spreading of the cold air itself. Once he thought he had that solution worked out, the room quickly became too cold to stay in for very long. As with all new things, it required a little tuning to make it work the way they wanted. The room was getting far too cold. Someone snickered at his position but he was too hard and horny to care, flushing heavily, need rising, the bull eyeing him up like the fresh piece of meat he truly was.Of course, his backdoor entrance was not to be used, a thick butt plug already rammed up in there and kept in place by a leather strap of his harness, which went down between his legs, separating his nuts. It was revealing and embarrassing and a kind of exposure that had his cock aching and throbbing in the best of ways, even as.