Big, too. I mean, where it counted. I found myself staring at a couple of them. I shook my head to clear it. "What am I thinking? I know what a dick l...oks like. I had one this morning, after all," I thought to myself. But not like those guys'. I found my eyes straying back to the photos. Each of them had to be ten or eleven inches. Maybe more. And no wonder, as I turned to the next page: No way an ordinary-size guy could have done _her_ from behind, not with her huge butt sticking out like. ” “Not to worry, Shane. You’re here now.” The team all gather in the kitchen and I immediately feel a little exposed, with seven sets of eyes all over my body, or so it seems. I don’t mind, in fact I get quite aroused by it. “Well Moira, first rule is no work gets done until we’ve all had a cuppa. So get the kettle on.” “Okay, no problem, Shane.” I turn away to fill up the kettle and put it on to boil, allowing them all to take in my ass and legs now. Over the slight hum of the kettle boiling I. Around their waists were the traditional cotton tanga wraps in black, red and white colours. The tanga wraps were parted and from between the cotton folds stuck three very erect, very large black cocks which they continued to fondle as they made their way across the river to us. “They must have watched us fucking” I said. “We seem to have given them a good show by the looks of it” Lisa said, still with a broad smile across her face. As they approached, Lisa stood, her naked white female body. We will tell you if you do something we like.” She says as she lies on her back and spreads her legs. I move to get between them, but I don’t’ just dive right in and lick it. Instead I take one leg and kiss my way down it and not want to be left out I do that same to the other. When I kiss my way to her beautiful pussy I kiss my way around it. Makta’s hands go on the back of my head as I spiral my way to the center. When I kiss the middle, Makta moans softly. I take that as a good sign and.