Made it necessary to leave most of the firm’s operations in the hands of the executives who had helped David Sheaffer build the company. However, he...had a controlling interest in the firm, as well as his business and finance education ... and now that he had reached the age his parents had deemed necessary for him to have control of his own portfolios and accounts, there were at least some roles he could and should be playing. He didn’t really know what he wanted to “do” with his life at this. His hands were joined by the other guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well. Four big, masculine hands all over my speedo, front, back, squeezing, rubbing. I was fully erect.Then their hands were inside my speedo.Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the legs. Hands, everywhere. My balls, my cock, my butt hole.I wanted to feel how horny these guys were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands and reached under the water to feel the front. Lordie...did Rachel suck me dry after that...I mean she was a mistress of deep throat...pure penis mouth immersion... it was like my cock was being injected down her throat...a gag free miracle...like one of those performers who puts a sword down their throat...this was talent beyond a party or bedroom trick.Geez she spread her spit in copious wad over my already moist pecker ...then she slid me in between her wet expectant lips...shallow...then deeper...then to her throat.Yes; the blonde had. I couldn't say anything. "Well, what do youthink? Are they as pretty as Ginny's? I know they aren't quite as big,but they're probably firmer..." she said in a low voice, as seductive asI'd ever heard her.I looked up, and saw those suckable nipples, almost as big as Ginny's,on the end of a pair of tits, not like those I would see in Playboy orPenthouse or Hustler, but ones I would call in later life 'real tits',full and not perfect for a magazine but perfect for fondling andkissing and licking.