“You're very handsome,” he said.“And I bet you can look very pretty. If you want to.”Brad shivered. “I'll try,” he said quietly.Entering, ...rad pointed to the couch. “Please, get comfy. I won't be long.” He went into his bedroom and pushed the door mostly closed.The older man sat and looked around. "The Girl from Ipanema" song came from the bedroom as he waited.When Brad re-emerged, his transformation was total. He was Pink. He smiled broadly as he watched the older man's eyes move upward from. As I looked around, I noticed the woman sitting across from me was sound asleep, with her mouth wide open. I started to think about how nice that warm wet mouth would feel around my cock. It seemed that as soon as that thought raced through my mind, it raced straight down to my penis too. Almost instantly, it sprang to attention and was so hard, it felt as if it were tearing my skin. Even though my erection is only about 6 inches, The bulge it formed in my linen pants was unmistakable. At that. Assisted living is what they call it now days. But, Randle Johnson had one last feat he was going to pull off before his kids totally ran his life. He had twenty thousand dollars stashed away, money none of the kids knew about and he was going to use it. He always wanted to have a porn star cock something he even discussed with his wife years ago. She even thought it would be fun to have her husband packing a serious dick. But, there was always something a new car, braces, dance lessons,. In just a few moments he was going to be up here. I pulled against the chains, but there was nothing I could do. I was stuck for at least another hour or two.“Are you OK?” a man’s voice cried out. He came running around to where I was hanging. “Are you...” he started to ask again and then said simply, “Oh. I’ve interrupted you, haven’t I.” I couldn’t do anything but “ummph” back at him.There were two cameras hanging around his neck. One was tucked more or less under his arm while the other was.