I grabbed his wasteband and slid the briefs down. My hands passed by his ass which I pinched ever so slightly, causing him to jump and to nearly hit m...e in the face with his abs. His faced turned pink, I smiled and continued the descent of his briefs. His dick seemed to peer up at me with mild interest. He had a light dusting of pube above his penis and on his balls, with a thin trail leading up to his sculpted stomach. I was stunned, and could do nothing but stare at it for what felt like. I remember mumbling "Wow this is some wicked weed, shit i am already buzzing" as i picked up the dvd. When i flipped it over there was a note stuck to the back, written on it was only one word Enjoy. "Enjoy" i said, but what i heard was not my voice this was two octaves higher. I took a couple swallows of beer before saying "throat must be dry" and shrugged having halfway convinced myself i sounded normal. i opened the case and read the bold warning statement "By watching this video you release. Kristen crossed to him and he folded her into his arms and kissed her sweetly. He took her left hand, their wedding rings made that soft clink sound she loved, and he twirled her around so that her back was to him and his arms wrapped around her waist. His erection pressed firmly into her low back. She smiled and lifted her chin to his neck and laughed, "I think walking in and finding us fucking over his uncooked dinner is not the welcome Jeremy would be expecting." Brandon leaned down to kiss. He had already said he was only interested in his own pleasures. How or what she was feeling, whether or not she had an orgasm, was of no consequence to him. As long as he came. That was all that mattered to him, and she knew he would cum inside her if he wanted. The fact she was suddenly getting warm, took her by surprise. She tried to push thoughts from her mind, but the growing heat between her legs simply couldn’t be ignored. She was getting sexually turned on by the rape. His cock was.