Her makeup would be extremely heavy and colorful making her look like a cheap, yet very hot whore. B) Tennis shoes with knee high white tube socks, r...d booty shorts that were so tight her camel toe left little to the imagination and a bright yellow top adorned with buttons (Vote for Pedro, Daddy's Girl, I'm a slut…like that's a bad thing and a peace sign). Her hair was bound in two long pony tails from the side of her head. She wore her make-up somewhat thick, but purposely somewhat like a. Fittingly enough, the young man’s name was Arthur. His woman in question, though, wasn’t Guinevere, nor was it Bellicent or Morgana, as some legends told of that legendary King. Then again, this was no monarch. He was simply a young man, a Mormon missionary about to go off on his first mission, but evidently writing off at least part of his bucket list first, just in case. He had a steady girlfriend, but to my knowledge, they weren’t physically intimate yet. Like most “good” Mormon girls, she. Jessie was also totally naked as was Kate. They had both just had a lovely soak in the hot-tub with Kate’s parents and were now relaxing in the living room together. Ingrid Terrence had just gone into the kitchen to put the finishing touches on the evening meal and Bradley Terrence was sitting naked next to Jessie with Jessie’s hand wrapped gently around his penis. Once they had all dried off from the hot-tub and were comfortable in the living room Jessie had parked herself next to Bradley so. That horse came with all kinds of straps and attachments so that “fuckers” could be creative in ways to attach and hold the “fuckee” so that more sexual pleasure could come to the “fuckee”. The second Station would be what I call “the OBGYN” station. Basically an OBGYN table but with ankle cuffs to raise the pussy of the “fuckee” for real easy penetration. This station may have the “fuckee” without wearing blindfolds so that he could see better the pleasure that the “fucker” would be.