.. sprawled ... in what could only be called a red satin double wide sex lounger with curves that reminded me of the swoop fendered C-3 Corvette ... t...e lounger ... not Val.Val knew I was coming ... sorry about that ... and dressed ... undressed ... for it... She looked marvelous. Lounging on the lounger with her back to the door.She stretched.“Wonderful!” she turned, “ ... what happened to your cock?”“Senior Prom.”“Get in the tub!”The healing chamber is jokingly referred to the tub on. It was the first time I had received one from Taylah, and I was worried about what it would be. It was her last week of freedom as a single woman; next Saturday, we would be married. My wedding gift to her was a hall pass to cut loose and go wild on her hen night out with her girls before she became my wife.Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't worry about receiving a picture text message from her as Taylah is very conservative and quiet. To the point, my crazy and slutty little sister Carla. ..”When I gave my begged request to him he smirked and chuckled lowly the sound like a rumble of thunder that vibrated deep in my chest. I instantly became nervous, this sound only meant one thing and while a part of me was oh so nervous, quivering with a slight bout of fear, I was quivering with more anticipation than anything. As those gorgeous eyes glittered mischievously, his lips finally curved into a sinister little smirk that screamed he had more up his sleeve or was it that he was. R Tur laid Scuford on the back and he rolled over him. The beardog pulled up his legs as much as he could to welcome the weight of R Tur’s belly. Their sexes mingled. Scuford held R Tur’s buttocks firmly while he gave the beardog a battering on his lower abdomen. He approached the nipples and licked and nibbled. They were hard and his whole body was but desire and pleasure. Scuford arched slightly to vary the pleasure and he accompanied the to and fro by undulations of the basin.“I wanna fuck.