A thong was no good, briefs showed through like traffic lights, French knickers nearly did it but not quite so I decided to go without. My bottom show...ed off wonderfully with the material wrapping itself around my cheeks and even moving up into my cleft, I felt really sexy. "Do you remember I told you that recently Oliver had become very attached to my bottom, forever patting it, stroking it and rimming it with his tongue, pushing his face into it and drooling over it. Well, he was waiting. “Will you come and tuck me in?”“In a minute,” said Dinah. “I need to speak with Harmony first. Go on. And take your shoes off now, so that your feet have aired out by the time I come in there. I don’t particularly feel like swooning right now.”Mortimer hadn’t been gone more than thirty seconds, when Dinah put her hands on her hips, looked around the room, and calmly said, “You can come out now.”“Beg your pardon, mistress,” said Harmony. “I’m right here.”“I was talking about Jack,” said. A minute later so was mine. Even though I had stepped back about three feet from the magazine lying open on the bed some of my jizz still landed on a naked goddess.My brother admonished me for soiling one of our new treasures. He also commented how he was impressed with the size of my load and how far it had flown. He was just starting to sprout a few public hairs and asked if I was similar in size and hairiness at his age. I assured him I was. We put our pants back on and started looking at. "The second big man put Lisa down and said, "Oh my goodness, you are just a beautiful princess. Is that white boy you brought in a good man or should we do away with him?" He's a keeper, Rags. You'll like the man when you get to know him. Just say hi to Chuck and give him some coffee. If you want to be entertained, give him your axe and listen. Go get some guitars and let's play for the people. That white boy plays a mean bass, but it's got to be fretless. You can let him play your SG or Strat.