I didn't see anything--not a scar or anything. I almost made a joke about his man-tits, but what with all the estrogen and other hormones in food thes... days, that's not so strange."What are you showing me? I don't see any scars or anything?" Oh man!" he snorted and threw his arms up. "Then one more thing, okay?"He turned away from me and dropped his baggy pants. When I saw he was wearing girl's underwear, I poised to bolt. As I was about to jump the sofa, he pulled his underpants down and faced. Darius and I were kissing and he massaged my breasts and then started sucking on my nipples. I started squeeling as Marcell had his finger buried deep in my pussy and started rubbing my tight asshole. I was so turned on I couldn’t just lay like this anymore. I started grabbing Darius’ crotch and asked him to remove his pants. His huge dick swung out like a bat and I greedily grabbed it. The head so big I could barely put it in my mouth. I felt my face stretching. I shoved it in my mouth as. I trailed my eyes down her body and back up again, admiring the curves camouflaged by the brand new white silk sheet wrapped around her. She looked so calm and serene. I went to the kitchen to make a nice strong brew. For the life of me, I couldn't recall how Annie took hers at the coffee shop a mere few hours before. So I made her a standard 'white and one'. Placing the two cups on the bedside table, I sat on the edge of the bed and gently shook Annie's shoulder. "Annie... It's time to wake. The old fool thought she was a bit drunk and she played it up big pretending not to notice when he played with her rump and "accidently" bumped into her breast. It was the least she could do to repay him for risking his life to save hers. She looked out over the rail and watched the following birds letting her head roll like a stupefied female and offered her body to act as putty in his grizzled hands. Honey thought it was funny how excited it seemed to make the old man to play with a pretty.