This was in no small part fuelled by the knowledge of her next task and the nature of the photographs she would be required to submit for the applicat...on.Firstly she sat down at her dresser and applied some makeup, all very delicate colours that enhanced her very clear complexion in a very subtle way. Then she retrieved her camera mounting it on a small tripod and setting it on her desk she proceeded to take a series of portrait shots with different expressions. Next she cleared the room in. They guys were watching a basketball game on the flatscreen on the opposite wall. I was overwhelmed entirely and I'm sure I looked nervous and timid, totally unsure of where I should sit since the one couch was full."Come here, cutie," one of the men said, welcoming me to sit on his lap.I smiled and walked over, "here? Your lap?" "That's right, babygirl," he said with a smile. He leaned back into the leather sofa offering me his lap which I gracefully accepted. We made the typical small talk,. "One recurrent rumor is that this area is part of a "continent" that was once one nation. We have found old documents and information that suggests that is more than a rumor." It is so," I interrupted. "At least, so I believe. I think I am from your past. In my time, this large area was called North America and was one nation called the United States. (I decided not to muddy the waters with Mexico or Canada.) There was a city in the central part called, 'St. Louis' which may have some relation. Ok,I said. Having to use both hands,I held on to them and tugged a little while massaging them. As he finished rinsing off his chest, he said to hold out my hands. He sprained shaving cream on them and said to rub it all over. I slid my hands up and down his big dick,then rubbed the cream on his balls. He held his dick up and slowly pulled the razor up it. I watched as he went around his dick, then above it up to his navel and between his legs. He pulled his balls till his sack was stretched.