Once inside my car I took out the sock and put it near my nose. I could smell the young woman's sweat mixed with some sort of lotion or perfume. It wa... a heavenly smell indeed. The excitement of having the sock in my very hands was almost too much for my growing member to handle. It soon was begging to be let out of my jeans and I could feel the pressure of the zipper against it. I peeked around, to make sure no one else was around or near my car. I slowly unzipped my jeans and my throbbing. Both matching tattoos were on his upper arms and were of identical upward pointing chevrons. The three black lines of each chevron were about an inch thick.From what I could see he also had a stud in his left eyebrow, one through the top of his nose between his eyes, and finally, one through the columella of his nose. In his ears, he wore two black rimmed plugs at least a half inch wide. As he moved his hands about I observed that he wasn’t wearing any rings on his fingers. He had unkempt. She asked me if I intended to stay in our small town for the whole of my life, what plans I had, whether I had a girlfriend and all sorts of generally personal questions. It certainly didn't bother me and I was quite happy to tell her that whilst I someday wanted to travel I was quite happy at present helping out mom at the guesthouse. I also told her that I didn't have any steady girlfriend.The truth was I didn't need one. I was getting all the sex I could dream of from my own mom and the. "Can I help you with that?" Cherry asked from the open fitting room door. Carlos spun around and stammered, " I-I cannot seem to work the snaps." Cherry stepped forward leaving the door slightly ajar. She walked slowly around Carlos, admiring the silk and lace on the athletic form in front of her. Fingers slightly brushed his skin as she sank to her knees behind him. He could feel her fingers on the back of his thighs as she adjusted the straps. He shivered as she snapped the left strap to the.