It was Rob, he must have been watching through the window as his hard cock poked through the top of his skimpy black shorts, its end glistening wetly....Rob was slightly shorter than his brother and even more muscular. His skin and features were dark and distinctly Maori, not a trace of his mother's fairness save the unusual dark red pubic hair surrounding his squat wide cock. He walked straight over to Anne and wordlessly forced his glans between her lips, slipping his shorts and underwear to. I got to the hotel and Mark came down to the lobby to get me. He was impeccably well dressed and looked even more incredible in real life.We went upstairs to his hotel room and started talking about our speedo fetishes. We had both gotten ours at a very young age while we were swimmers. He told me how when he was in high school, he used to wear jammers, but envied the kids that wore speedos. He had a huge crush on the captain of the team and stole his speedos out of his bag and took them home.. Just then Daddy walked into the living room smiling. He was still naked but looked refreshed, his cock clean and hanging half hard between his legs. "Well?" he asked as he plopped down onto the sofa. I just looked at him curiously. "What movie did ya wanna watch? We don't have very long before Chris and his friends bust in. Did ya think about which one you wanna watch?" I... I get to pick?" I asked as my face lit up like I was just told I can open my first Xmas present. I had already. “But I don’t have a huge anus. It’s just average.” “Well then, I suggest a aloe lotion three ply all natural recycled unscented roll for you average sized 1983 half Italian, Quarter French, seven thirty seconds Norwegian and one thirty second native American anus.” offered a confident Phil. “I think you’ll find it a satisfactory paper for you anus.” “Is that a good paper for an occasional hog slapper?” Inquired Hugh. “I sometimes think about a woman playing a trombone while.