The pizza boy had arrived early.A cute girl in a Moma Sobino’s windbreaker and threadbare sprayed-on jeans, stood on the porch carrying a bright-red...warming bag. Opening the door in a towel, I asked her to wait a second, then hunted down my wallet from my bedroom and returned.“Woah! Were you attacked by a rose bush or something?”Glancing down at my chest, and arms, I realized that I did have plenty of scratches.“A vicious one; it went ‘Rawr’, but I heroically prevailed,” I joked back.Her voice. This place seemed good enough, so I set up here. I picked the man who was most illuminated by the nearby fires and aimed at him. I fired and waited to see what would happen. That was almost a fatal error! I had done it again; I had not given enough credit to my enemy. One of the men I was staring at fired at me and only missed because his shot was a little bit high. Dammit, that was another one that was too close for comfort! OK, time to move on!As much as I tried, I couldn't find a good. You ain't got the balls." After that I couldn't back down. I could see him watching me surrepticiously over the top of the magazine. I had to back up my words so I tenatively reached up to grasp the legs of his silky gym shorts. Taking a deep breath, I tugged the shorts off in one swift move. I expected the shorts to slide off easily, but what I wasn't ready for was for his tighty-whiteys to be dragged down as we.. His hard cock slapped against his belly before finally settling, jutting up. I showed her into the lounge and couldn’t take my eyes off her rounded bubble butt which was enhanced by the tightness of her shorts but OMG I knew I was going to enjoy this massage.“Oh wow Frank” she sighed softly as she saw how the room was set and straight away she gained confidence in my expertise, “Before we start Rosie, do you have any areas of concern?” I asked her trying to find out areas to concentrate on, she smiled warmly, “Oh all over Frank” she said with a giggle, “But in truth my.