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When she was done she smoothed the water out of her hair and sat in my lap, soaking my tee and my running shorts. I wasn’t shocked, but I was a bit surprised when she gripped my head and pulled me into another long deep kiss. I gazed into her eyes when she broke it and I thought at the time that I could see all the way into her soul. I liked what I saw there. I liked it a lot. Standing, I carried her back to the lounge where I had her stand so I could dry what I thought was her perfect body. I was almost done when she pulled my tee over my head and pushed the shorts down to my ankles. I’d have to say that I reacted strongly. Scarlett smiled, even as she told me, “I just wanted to see what you’ve been hiding from me.” Then after a quick kiss, “There’s no reason why anyone would want to hide such a beautiful cock.” I had been told many things about my cock, but never that it was beautiful. I knew it was longer than average at seven and a half inches and thicker at almost six in circumference. I recalled measuring it one night way back in eighth grade and, if anything, it was even bigger now. I had used it quite a few times since then and I’d never had even a single complaint although I had always thought that what I did with it was more important than how big it was. It was almost time for lunch so I suggested some hot dogs on my grill. It was custom-made—my own design--roughly double the size of normal propane grills. I had made the actual cooking surface myself from the highest grade stainless steel. The heating elements came from two Weber units and the whole six-foot wide apparatus was enclosed in a large stone frame that had two side burners over a set of shelves on one side of the grill and a small refrigerator on the other. The entire grill was covered with a curved and hinged section of shiny stainless steel, as well. I had made that, too. I fired up one side of the grill and let it warm up. Ten minutes later I put the dogs—Nathan’s finest--and rolls onto the grill while Scarlett broke out last night’s salad and dressing. We ate huddled over one of the small tables by the lounges, chatting and laughing until we were interrupted by my phone. “It’s Fred,” I told her. “He told me he’d call when something happened with my case.” I answered the phone then listened for several minutes. “Fred, I hate to say this, but I have to meet with her tits about her clothes. I don’t want her complaining that I stole them or her jewelry and the sooner, the better.” I listened again and agreed with his suggestion, ending the call with my sincerest thanks. “He phoned to tell me that Troy’s arraignment had taken Big Boobs place this morning. Bail was set at $500,000, exactly what the DA requested. He also told me that Lori and Michael were arrested on Tuesday and waived extradition so they’ll tit fuck be here in custody tonight. He was going to pick me up here tomorrow morning, but I suggested that I meet him at his office around 9:30 so I could accompany him first to the jail and then drive to court. I hope my annulment will be done by then. His brother Roy will tittyfucking have it moved back to around eleven so I should be back by one or so. After lunch why don’t we go to Zern’s and see what we can scare up for dinner.” “You know, I must have passed that place a hundred times, at least, but I’ve never been there. Why don’t I remove porn her clothes from the closet and dresser while you’re at the jail and court? Can you get some boxes for them? If you were going to take them locally you could probably use trash bags, but if they have to be shipped you’ll definitely need some boxes.” “That’s a great idea. I’m sure I can pick some up at the U-Haul on Route 100 down by Pottstown. I leaned over to slurp in the next spoonful of cereal and was suddenly conscious that Mr. Martin had a perfect few of my titties, almost to the nipple. Slowly they rose higher, forming a sea of goosebumps across the soft skin of her belly before gliding up to touch the firmness of her beautiful breasts. I want you to be completely immobile.” Then I did seven nails in that tit too. Frank started kissing her again at the same time he began to grind his hard cock against her pussy, through both sets of underwear of course. Not even a crash hat. He was so stoked about the footage he had just captured that he spaced going to his locker at all. I focused on Mr. Johnson’s cock. I need this. I also thought back all those years ago, when we were lovers. I know I'm going to have some trouble sitting tomorrow. I took you into my arms and at first you kept your distance, but then I pulled you in close, put my lips up to your ear and said "Ok Char, it's just you and me now. Do whatever you want to me, but don't hurt my girlfriend!" I thumbed her clit and angled my rod at her gspot which I felt engorging. I continued to challenge all my courses except for my computer courses because I wanted to keep access to the school's computers. Made him sit down and went back to work on his cock. Those are her first injections.” Frank kept squeezing my breasts. His daughter stroked him repeatedly and felt his pre-cum oozing from tit fuck his prick. “Master, can Momo have that?” Those amazing eyes drawing him in. The vortex no longer showed its separate elements, but consisted of a vibrant golden color, slightly tittyfucking brighter Big Boobs than Areth’s normal hue. Now all nineteen women were bent over, their heads and hands bound. I looked outside the window, chuckling to myself. I sucked on her nub as, out of the corner of my eye, witnessed a shape appear in the gym, staring into the room. There were no showers; only the porn duct tape. As we reached the quarters where we would be staying, I realised it was more of a very small house than just a room. She just wanted Ashley to give more details; obviously she knew what Ashley meant. You can find it in the cupboard above the fridge.” Hey aren't these the ladies? Lola!” tits moaned Macie as her pussy juices gushed out around her fingers.