He pulled my cock backward toward him as his other hands massaged my balls stroking and squeezing making me want to spread further, but my legs began ...o fall off the bench. Meanwhile Fred grabbed some more oil and rubbed it firmly into me. His fingers were exploring my ass and for only the second time I felt another persons finger enter my bud.Fred was gently turning and twisting his finger, withdrew it to oil up and inserted it again, finding my prostate, rubbing it quickly and pulling out. He bet she would give as good as she got. Not the uptight quiet women he always seemed to attract. Nikolai shook his head when he realized where his thoughts were going. Turning from the window he heads towards the front door. Taking one last breath of fresh air to help clear his head, he pushes the door open. The little blond looks up from her task of restocking the baked goods and stops him in his tracks with a wide bright smile. ‘Good morning.’ Said the woman as she rounded the counter with. He'd told the doctors most of the truth. He was a strong swimmer who gotsloppy and went out alone at night without checking the conditions, thelucky survivor of a freak accident. The part he hid was how heremembered drowning in the dark, lungs full of burning water, when astrong pair of arms held him close and supple lips pressed against his.He was barely conscious enough to return the kiss, but as he did thepain and fear disappeared. He was still underwater, but he could breath.He hadn't been. . Could you just, hold me for a minute?'" Mmmmm... ," Monica mumbled. "That sounds risky seeing as how vulnerable you were." I know. I think I kind of surprised him. I probably even surprised myself by saying it. And he looked a little confused, or something. I'm not sure, but maybe the problem wasn't whether or not he should say yes. The problem was, how could he say yes without seeming too anxious." What do you mean, Simone?" At first I thought he didn't even get what I meant ... just to hold.