Ike's just dangled there between his legs much to the astonishment of the girls. Even in that state, his was longer than mine. When Ike settled into j...cking off, his cock began to get slowly harder. Soon it was much bigger and longer than mine. Even I was amazed."Is that all you have to do... just rub it up and down?" asked Pamela. She seemed absolutely enthralled."Yep," answered Ike, "but usually I... ah... I mean us guys use something to sort of get us going... to get worked up... like dirty. Maggie was slightly younger than my late mother, I couldn't be sure but my guess was late 70s. She'd been widowed many years ago and my late mother had mentioned disapprovingly that she had had a "fancy man". Maggie had clearly been a very glamorous woman in her youth as she often talked about places she'd been to and the people she'd met. She reminded me of Bridget Bardot, old but still had an underlying attractiveness. "My legs are killing me" she said as we sat with our cups of tea on the. "How's this?" She held her head up. "How long do I need to hold this pose?" Umm, I'll start with some quick five minute sketches to warm up and start, uhh, investigating you, and then we can settle on something you can hold for a longer period," he said as he adjusted the light a little. Backing away a few feet he looked at her and smiled. "I like this a lot, Ma." I like it too, Lee." She smiled back.Over the next half an hour Lee began to take in his mother's curves as she moved from pose to. “Perhaps it was the over use of the local timber that led to the desert here. Remember we are talking about events that happened thousands of years ago.”While I contemplated that statement, the party was called to follow a guide into the Great Pyramid.I was about to walk over to the assembled party with Rollo when Crudwright appeared, puffing and blowing, and his face crimson with exertion and sun burn.“Sir Elijah,” he panted, “I need you to witness and sign the agreement I have made with the.