The former was Japanese and the latter an Egyptian of Coptic Christian persuasion, but who was counting?Yeah, I had five wives, so sue me. One just ha...ppened to be a TV actress, but no one in my harem made too much of that ... mostly. They teased her now and then about it and had fun with it, largely to break the ice and cut the tension, but they didn’t act all starstruck most of the time. Well, after a little while living together, the novelty of bedding a celebrity started to wear thin, if. Lisa kept Prince at it, forcing Jenna to endure a delicious series of rolling orgasms. I’d seen Jenna come before, but never like this. As her orgasms peaked, she was breathing hard and covered with sweat. When I knew she’d had enough, I nodded, and Lisa pulled Prince away. I held her as she recovered, a hot sweaty mess of a girl, trying to catch her breath. Little by little her breathing came back to normal. Meanwhile, Lisa command Prince to sit and had busied herself putting towels on the. I was already gushing juices as she inquired about my thoughts. Her long sleek legs glistened in the rays of the sunlight as her thong barely covered her puffy lips. Her skin tone, only a couple shades darker than mine was that of a soft mocha. I couldn't keep my eyes off her full cleavage, nor her oversized breasts. I was getting hot just looking at Trina as she applied oil to her enticing legs, paying close attention to the now exposed darker bare labia lips. "Girl what, you like my titties. Martin said that he would start with the tee shirt, and asked Victoria to turn around with arms raised at her sides. Martin was very good, and his voice was calming. Victoria followed his instructions as he went about his craft. All went well until Martin tried to paint over the nipple cups. The paint would not settle on the shiny surface. Martin called Mike over and explained that the cups were made of the wrong material, and that he couldn't paint over them. Mike's face looked like he'd found.