“I’m Jim! Jim Burleson. Nice to meet you.” he said extending his hand. “Umm …yeah! Nice to meet you too!” I answered shaking his hand. Ove... his shoulder, he yelled, “Honey! Rick is here!” Then turning in a tight circle, his massive hands deftly maneuvering the chair, he headed for the living room. To me he said, “Come on in!” I followed him in and sat down, waiting for his wife to appear. She made her entrance a moment later with a plate of Apple Danish. Wearing her hair up, red Capri pants. “Oh hell yeah, you like that, baby? You like that bad-boy dick in your pussy, huh?”“Oh, um yeah, baby, you’re such a bad boy.”Aw, she was so sweet. I knew there was no way his dick could have felt better than sticking a small tampon in her holy grail. What a good sport. Now it was time to catch a glimpse of this action. I started to slowly lower my feet onto the floor beneath my bench. It was cold at first and it was slightly wet from the steam of the bathhouse and probably whoever was in here. And there was another small note in the box that she had missed the first time."Dinner reservations are at 7:30. DOC"Kelsey shivered as her nipples hardened thinking about all the possibilities and quickly slipped her shirt over her head and hung it on the hook, her current bra joining it. She quickly adjusted the new one and slipped it on. It nestled her breasts like a second skin and her nipples poked over the top of the demi-cup, hard and crinkled. She resisted the urge to rub her hand over. I enter the frame from the left, ready to begin the handjob. I know James isn’t going to be happy - I am completely nude except for the belly chain and the heels.My hubby is annoyed at how things seem to have escalated immediately. “Why are you fucking naked to give a fucking handjob?”“As soon as I walked in their house, Mia pulled off my t-shirt and my thong, baby.”James is exasperated.The video clip continues on the big screen. I climb onto Joaquin’s side, straddle his right leg, leaning into.