Such as Emeril and Booby Flay tossed sauté pans in his shadow. Even in retirement, his reputation was well known. Some say he had become a touch seni...e, for he always invited the finest chefs in New York for a Halloween repast that was beyond measure. They asked him, ‘why Halloween?’ His response was, ‘all the other good holidays were taken.’ The kitchen of his house was the envy of any four-star gourmet restaurant, with the finest stainless steel appliances, walk-in freezer and cooler, and. "YES!"I got between Ray's legs again, and grasped his penis in one hand while pulling down the zipper tab with the other. As I pulled at the legs of his trousers, his Jockeys came down a bit, and I slipped a hand inside one leg. He was definitely ready.Now the score was four (socks, shirt, undershirt and shorts) to three (bra, slacks and panties). My bra, being almost transparent, only served to postpone the loss of my panties.Ray's erection was straining the fabric of his Jockeys."Do you want. -Casey” Alan walked through the spacious home. He admired the art and the furnishings. He loved the tile work. He noticed the pool table and the hot tub just outside the back door. As he walked out the back door, he admired the view. The villa had its own stretch of secluded beach. He smelled the sea air and listened to the gulls overhead. As he looked out over the water, he saw Casey neck-deep in the surf. As she spotted him, she started walking toward him with that same electric smile that. I thought to myself, gawd, if this man don’t stop it I'm gonna have to give him what’s already his right on this dance floor. Our bodies moved together with the beat of the song. I slowly turned around wanting to look him in his eyes up close. I was pleased by his fineness. The face went so well with his flawless body. He had taken off his jacket to reveal his V-neck white tee. I loved the way he looked in it too. His rippling muscles felt so tight under his clothing and I was able to grab onto.