Patric feels something wet and cold on his buttocks. He turns around and sees Sam taking hands full of creamy loamy colour and levigates it on Patric´s body. after the first shock Patrics gets more and more aroused. his hardon grows even stiffer and he himself feels funny and relaxed, takes colour and throws it onto Sam. soon they are totally absorbed in a colourfull battle. and soon each one is ambitiously trying to rub the colour onto the others cock or nuts or across their buttocks. they both struggle and fall onto the prepared linen cloth, grabbing the other´s huge member. it seems as if their dicks lengthen and thicken and Patric feels more and more horny. so does Sam. both start to moan and though Patric moves in loops, Sam succeeds again and again in giving strokes to Patric´s cock and after a while his resistance vanishes at all. moaning he bags for release and drags Sams open mouth to his towering erection. he wonders about Sam´s thick and dense stubbles - but there is no time to care for such neglibilities. were they that long before?
both bodies are full of colour by now. not any place without the effective mixture.
Ms Trenwall watches little Patric, squirming in pleasure, moaning and groaning. she smiles, when she sees, he is already sprouting thick stubbles: you´ll soon be a be a handsome and virile hairy sex-slave!