. ordinary.”“Nothing about me is ordinary,” Liz said, elbowing me again. “But, you’re right. I didn’t bring any sexy underwear with me. I ...asn’t planning to run into the man of my dreams. So I just brought comfortable things. I like to dress sexily but, day-to-day, I prefer cotton to silk and lace.”“I thought you looked sexy in what you had on,” I pointed out.Liz leaned over to kiss me on the cheek.“That’s why I like you so much,” she declared. “But, back to my wardrobe for a moment. The shirt. Luther or one of his other male aquaintances since I cannot see him going into a store and purchasing these items for himself. Jeremy lay flat on his belly beside me on the bed. He instructed me to apply some lube to the vibrator and then some on his asshole. I was a bit timid about the second request, but I was committed to this adventure now and could not appear shy or hesitant at this time. I squeezed out some lube onto a couple fingers and worked them into Jeremy's exposed asshole. The. Hisright hand moved slowly and rhythmically up and down his hard shaft and Idesperately wanted to go over to him and love him from head to foot. Also,since we were alone in the house, we often observed each other nude.Seeing him this way, always excited me. My eyes drank every inch of hisbody, the gray hair on his chest, the graying around his cock and balls,the gentle feet, the swaying of his uncut cock, the softness of hisbuttocks, the slightly protruding paunch covered with the softness of. Last night I itched and burned everywhere the sun doesn't shine after getting plucked and shucked from my legs, under my arms and... well everywhere. They even got rid of the bags under my eyes and the wrinkles I thought were old age. I was just all dried up. Then they gave me real food last night. I hadn't eaten fresh meat or fresh vegetables for years. I ate like a pig and drank a big glass of milk and that made me sick as hell last night. Rita wasn't going to tell you, but I was in the.