After several attempts she managed to peel it off, only to discover her bra was similarly saturated. Sighing, she wrapped it in one of the towels and ...queezed tight, hoping it might dry enough for her to put it back on. Luckily her knickers seemed reasonably dry. Just as well, she thought ruefully. There was no way she wanted to spend time in Matt’s presence without them. Naked now and shivering, she frowned at the rising water. This would be like paddling in the sea, right? If she tentatively. He leaned forward and tried to punch the old geezer in the jaw but the man was fast and he grabbed his wrist. No, it wasn't that the old man was fast, it was that he was slow. Not only was he slow but he was weak. When he saw the fist the old man was holding it was small and fragile, like a girls! “What is your pleasure Sir.” Said the old man in a funny accent. “Fuck you!” Grey said but then quickly dropped his hands to his mouth when he realized the voice was a woman's. Grey looked down and. He asked Dennis if he could do so, but Dennis said: "I'd prefer it if you did that at home. Not here. Sorry." Okay," Robert replied, feeling disappointment. He wanted an orgasm, but he wanted to do that in front of Dennis as a way of expressing his lust towards him. But Dennis had said no to that.Robert felt like touching Dennis' crotch, and maybe, perhaps, if it wasn't too much to try, to kiss him---but he refrained."Well," Dennis said, "I gotta go do some errands." Robert understood that he. Until he was just dribbling a few oozing's of pretty white cum from the head of his dick over his fist. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to walk in there and lick his cum up, and to clean his dick with my mouth. But I knew from his expression that he'd beat the shit out of me if I tried. ***Since that night I've talked John into jacking-off in front of me whenever he's horny. Instead of doing it alone in his room, he lets me come in and watch. Or he does it on the couch and I sit on.