It wa about then that I realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Her perty tits sway as she moves about. The cooled air being pumped through out the store h...d her nipples hard and straining against the light fabric of the colorful summer dress that d****d her shoulders.As I rounded the last aisle, I whole heartly expected to see her rounding the far end, and making her way back towards the registers, however as I turned the corner she was standing close to the shelve, on her tipy toes reaching for an. I had a nice ‘V’ shaped body with well toned abs. I laughed “Yeah, not bad yourself too” He looked down at his body, he looked like a male stripper especially with the fine chest hair, beefy arms and.... a prince albert on his cock. I am guessing he is gay. “Gotta name kid?” He asked “Hey dude, you gotta stop calling me kid, but yea, Nathan” I replied. “You?” “I’d shake your hand if I could, but call me Charlie.” “Nice to meet you.” I smiled back at him. “Do you know anything about this. A frickin' Bronze Age sex manual. Un-fucking-believable. He didn't know whether to publish in the Journal of Middle-Eastern Antiquities or Penthouse Forum. Frank had never thought he'd get wood from his work (well, some of the Ishtar manuscripts had some hot descriptions, but still), but he found himself taking a break in the bathroom, imagining a temple "virgin" licking his cock and drinking his come as he masturbated into the toilet. Whew.Mission accomplished, he headed back to the computer. The mirror had started to steam up so she pulled back the curtain and stepped under the warm flow of water, her muscles instantly relaxing from the balmy caress. She soaked her hair and rubbed her shampoo through it, enjoying the feel of her hair between her fingers and the smell of summer lily. Next she lathered her body slowly; the silky feel of her soapy hands running over her skin, her eyes closed and her thoughts were steadily growing naughtier. Darla pinched her nipples softly as she.