I knew there was no use in continuing what I was doing. I knew I was doomed. I dropped the black can of spray paint and slowly turned about to look at...the man who now held my fate in his hands. He was short, but still taller than me- probably about 5’6” and he was a little bulky, but definitely in shape. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and black steel-toe boots. He held a phone up about level with his chest, and it didn’t take a genius to realized that was where the camera shutter had come. “Dakota Phillips?” I asked as I moved out beside Dayton.“You totally know her!” another girl said. She started bouncing up and down – her skimpy top barely containing her rather generous assets. “She texted us and told us you were here. This is so phat!”“Can we get autographs?” the first girl asked.I glanced down at my arm, covered by my suit jacket.“Uh, no,” I said.“Oh, shit,” the girl said, her hand covering her mouth. “I’m such a ‘tard sometimes.”“God, Britney, shut up,” a fresh voice said.. I stroked my cock and squeezed my balls till I got to the edge. I massaged the head and lightly tapped my frenulum until I was just about ready to pop, and then I strained until the expected rush of pleasure subsided. Judy moved up and stroked my balls and cock with the strapless. That drove me wild and I almost lost control."I know how you like to prolong this, but, believe me, once I put this cum covered dick in your ass, you'll be ready to go again."I was so excited by Judy's aggressive. “Well is this where all the excitement is? Hi Tom”“Hi ... Karen” For some unknown reason Tom was really eyeing over her body. And this did not go unnoticed by Karen. This caught Karen off guard... “Yah, this is what all the fuss has been about. Have a closer look why don’t you. The woodwork is fabulous.” They both walked to the mirror, Tom just hoping she will touch the mirror.“Tom, it’s just gorgeous, and there seems to be some writing on it. Do you know what it means?”“No, it was probably.