“I guess you could say that.” He snickered and looked to the ground as we walked up the stairs to his house. His shaggy blonde hair was not a dist...raction to me, nor his defined eight pack. What caught my attention almost instantly was the bulge in his pants. The thought of his twelve inch dick would make any pussy tremble and embarrass any black man. All I knew was I needed to get close to him without the family around. He sat down on the couch and I took my place as any girlfriend would, right. Sure, let's just embrace the suck and show Wendy how "Lightened Up" you can be. WENDY! How are you going to explain this to her?You look at the bottoms. They are kind of nice. Your ass has filled them out nicely. Actually, they filled your ass out nicely. They were loose when you put them on, but your ass has firmed up, lifted up, and filled out. The sides connect the front and back with the stripes on each side filled with transparent material. Your legs are smooth. No hair at all.Well, it'll. Allison, the sixteen-year old, was a knockout, really pretty, blond like her mom, nice boobs, pretty complexion. It was nice to meet her, for sure.Her little sister was also blond, little boobs, and braces on her teeth. She's cute but in a young way, not quite like her sister but certainly on the way.So, anyway, it was summer, I was starting my senior year in the fall, my dad was married and they were living here for about two weeks when I came home from a party on a Saturday night, went up to. “It’s a nice night,” Silver Quail took a sip with a smile. “I wish somebody would show up. I want to check the traps when there’s an audience around,” Nancy chuckled. “Let’s leave them for tomorrow, there will be more food that way. Either the girls found lots of food, or they got sidetracked. I could get sidetracked with that little Ute girl myself,” Silver Quail smiled. Nancy lifted an eyebrow, nodding in agreement. “I have a few things to say to Mister Rusty.