antrecod1997

high top tennis shoes. "You didn't tell me what to wear or anything." There is nothing quite like being greeted by a 6 foot tall, 235 pound weight lifter. His head was shaved and his skin was very pale. You could tell that sun tanning was not on his schedule. "That is all right. I want you naked anyway." He was lightly furry across his chest and belly. His nipples were large round and pink against his white skin. Even though he looked like a big bruiser, his smile was warm and disarming. "I am glad you decided to go through with this for your birthday," he said. We had been negotiating this scene by e-mail and telephone for over a month. I wasn't certain until the last minute that I wanted to do it. Usually, I prefer