And the breeze blows over my smooth balls and between my balls and my arsehole and like there’s a nice big drop of pre-cum on the end of my dick, on...the tip of my bell-end which is like well swollen and shiny and purple.After a bit I usually put my clothes back on but this time I grabbed my cock and started stroking it outside the off licence and…I was wanking myself off in the open air, having a dirty naked wank outside the offy in front of people. My mates couldn’t believe what I was doing.. ‘Perhaps for protection I should stay until the glass is replaced.’ ‘Jazz can stay with me,’ Cilla said firmly. Poor Jazz, it was such a difficult decision. ‘Come on dear,’ said Miss Roberts, holding out her arm. ‘Wait.’ Arnie and Cilla looked at Jazz as if expecting the announcement of World War 3. ‘Let my ask you this Cilla: If you were my age, twenty-four, which of those two offers would you have accepted?’ Cilla sighed. ‘I’ll call over in the morning to replace your dressing Arnie. Don’t do. 'So if your eighteen, you will have hair on your pussy'?I swallowed hard, 'Fuck that was a bit over the top', I thought and my curt reply reflected my shock.'You see sweet cheeks', he continued, 'if you were eighteen my answer would not shock you'.I caught on quickly and retorted, 'So a girl has to show her pussy to get a beer', I heard the words come out and realised we were quite alone, and as his face broke into a smile, I felt vindicated and emboldened, this old fuck was hitting on me and I. ”“I promise sir, he will not see me undress at all.”“And, do not let him touch your ass or tits!”"Okay, sir."“He will never, see or touch you again, understand? Never!”“Okay sir, I promise.”“Who do you belong to?”“You sir, only you, my body is now your property and only you will see me undressed.”‘One more thing,” Gary shouted, “You do not kiss him on the lips.”“Oh wow.”“If he goes to kiss you, you turn your head, he can only kiss your cheek, that’s an order!”“Okay sir, I promise.”“Now turn.