These are my women: Mary, Andy and Lisa.”“Well, little Davy Wilson. I have been waiting for you to arrive. Hello, Mary.”“Hello, Hermit,” she...replied softly, letting the acoustics carry her voice to him.“You ladies just sit there and rest. Do not move. Boy, put your hands in the air and walk toward me.”Slowly, I walked toward the man with the gun. When I was within ten feet of him, I still could not determine his appearance because of the bright sun behind him, but he was not twenty feet tall as. Her hand explored my lower regions, first through my clothing then skin-to-skin. I didn’t make anything of it, as that was her normal routine. I didn’t return the favor of running my fingers through her labia. She exposed my genitals as she usually did. She got me hard in the practiced manner and I settled in for a goodnight hand-job.Melissa went a step further by getting me to fondle her breasts. I wasn't a breast man, but I complied with her requests. Once she thought that she was. I stood there for a minute looking at both men. They just kept looking at my tits. I crossed my arms in front of me pushing my tits up even more as I looked at each of them. One of the men finally got what I was waiting for. That man scrambled and opened the door for me.I stepped forward bending slightly down giving him a clear view of my 38C’s tits in that shirt. I told him, thank you that was very polite of him his mother had raised him right after all smiling at him.I walked in with Keith. And there was fucking Daniel. I stopped just out her line of sight and collected myself. First all this leaving home for the first time shit and to top it off Nicole was picking me up from the Airport. I took a second to admire her tits confined by a very tight, very low cut shirt. ‘Oooooh, Bear it is so good to finally see you again. You have really grown up.’ First of all Bear is a family nickname, I am a junior. Secondly, she was right, I had changed. The man she saw was tanned and well.