Murray’s eyes dropping to his nearly-exposed genitals. Turner watched as Mr. Murray faltered. His gaze was held by the vision of the wet translucent...pants. As Turner tried to take the shower gel, Mr. Murray increased his grip. The two were briefly in stalemate. Mr. Murray suddenly came to his senses. He was aware he had held the bottle for far too long. He released his grip and Turner almost fell back, such was the tension he had created on pulling the bottle.Recovering quickly, Mr. Murray. A few years ago my wife and I were invited to a meal and drinks at a friend’s house, along with two other couples who were also friends. The meal went really well; the spirits were flowing freely; we all played Trivial Pursuits and that game where you stick a piece of paper on your forehead with the name of someone famous on it and take it in turns to guess the name. All in all, we had a good laugh, and all enjoyed the evening . The hostess I’m afraid couldn’t drink very much, and ended up. She had ALWAYS enjoyed the variety. She loved the chance to have a dick that she had never seen before stuck inside of her. It was one (of many) of the thrills she got from her "job."I had been transferred to a different unit in the battalion, and been assigned the job of Dispatcher. I was on 6 days a week, with liberal time off, in case I needed to go to Saigon to take care of paperwork to bring her home with me. The permission for us to marry had been granted, and I was neck deep in getting. I was in my jogging shorts and nothing else. he said what should I have worn. She told him you are fine, but if it would make you feel more comfortable We have a wrap around waist robe that has velcro so any size would fit you. He looked at me and I said it's your decision. He grinned and said ok. With that he dropped his shirt and jeans and ripped off his shoes and socks. He was only wearing a pair of boxers but was tenting them out real nice. she wrapped the robe around his wasit and then.