Those tipsy women were very slow to restore their released tits to their holsters so several tight nipples on elongated tits spun slowly for our delig...t. I didn’t see any reason to spill our own secret, yet.Mandy began slowly crossing and uncrossing her legs and drawing attention to her sexy thighs. I noticed that her smile was fixed, her eyes gleamed and her knees often fell slightly apart or vacillated. She rested a hand on my obvious bulge and squeezed it openly. Did she want to take the. The father seemed pleased and told me to work out the details with his son.I set up a site on the Internet that only Stu and I could access and told the young man to begin posting something the next day.Stu: What should I write about?Walt: Write to me about personal things. What are you thinking? What are you feeling? What are you experiencing? Basically a daily rundown of what is happening in three areas: mind… heart… body. Don’t worry about the content, focus on getting your point. Any and all praise for the work belongs to her! He stepped out of the shower, his salt and pepper hair still damp, the beads of water trickled down his chest and back, stopping at the towel that wrapped his waist, concealing his privates. I could see from my vantage point, one drop start at his earlobe, river down his chest, and guided by his chest hair, stop at his right nipple. It hung there briefly, not wanting to fall, clinging like a kiss, before finally letting go and falling to the tile. Another day Alan finally had a break through as the mind finally talked to him. Alan heard very forceful thoughts! Alan told the voice. the mind said as Alan was knocked off his feet!Smiling Alan knew he had his work cut out for him. Winking out Alan appeared outside a stone building on the other side of the village! Well I’ll be damned! Alan thought. Alan asked. the voice told him almost pleading.What in the hell was going on? Alan thought as he held up a hand blocking about thirty energy.