A man opened the bigglass door for me, and I stepped inside, turned to him and gave him oneof the 20's."Thank you, ma'am!" he said smiling. And I not...ced his eyes roamingdown my body. I grinned, loving the recognition.The lobby was posh; I can't think of any other way to describe it. Itwas also huge, and busy. There was a lounge, and cafe, a coffee shop,lots of people, and a huge desk. I assumed there were eyes on me as Iwalked in, but there were so many people there that I couldn't focus. ’ She laughed. ‘I’ll get over it.’ I exhaled loudly before asking, ‘What can I do for you two lovely ladies?’ Annalise smiled and spoke. ‘Can we use your refrigerator for a while?’ ‘We have too much food.’ Lottie added. I stepped aside and followed them inside. I watched their bottoms gently sway but didn’t allow them to hypnotize me. ‘What do you have?’ I asked. ‘Sandwiches, potato salad, and some cut fruit,’ my friend said. ‘I think our eyes were bigger than are stomachs,’ the Southern. I thought there would be no better moment to go for the third thing I was waiting to do."You want to trade hands?" I suggested. That's what I liked to call it just short of jerking each other.He agreed almost instantly, and his left hand reached over, finding my dick, which he then held straight up and started to stroke gently, getting me rock hard as soon as he took over for me. I was less eager and took my time, hoping he would too. I always wanted to get into a mutual masturbation session. Ma just gave him the recipe for the sauce without charging him another five hundred dollars like she did for her now famous meatloaf which was now called "Martha's Supreme" when it was served at the governor's table.The Ladies' Aid Society made what seemed like enough lemonade to have plenty left over. Somehow it was all drunk up. Long tables were set up outside near the barbeque pits.Samantha looked just like a princess in her white silk party dress that came almost to her ankles. The tiny.