" Maybe next time," Lowell answered in a squeaky voice that cracked."I could get you some water," Frank offered as an afterthought. "How about some wa...er?" No thanks," Jason replied."It's just that your throat sounds like it's a little dry," Frank observed.Jason didn't answer this time. He sat motionless, arms crossed, in the leather chair. Frank thought that his blotchy forehead appeared damp, despite the air conditioning."Fishman," Frank said."Huh?" Lowell grunted."His name is Aaron Fishman,". .. if a bit unhinged." Shechuckled. "Ah her memories are very twisted indeed."Markus pulled even harder at Andreas' red hair lifting her up even as hecame inside Andreas tight asshole. He was panting and sweating as hedeposited his large load with dominant thrusts as he laughed. "You're a bitdifferent but just as good as the real Andrea." Like a special gift in fancy wrapping," Andrea grunted as she accepted hisload, shuddering and pushing down all the way onto the root of his dick."Oh you're a. When the woman at the spa asked Beth and I if we wanted Brazilian waxing we both looked at her clueless. Mom stepped in and told us what that meant, and without missing a beat told the attendant that a simple bikini-line wax would be more than adequate. We ended our trip to the spa with facials, pedicures, manicures, and a trip to the hair stylists. On a day of so many firsts, it came as no surprise that it would also be the first time that a coiffure would come at the hands of a gay man. His. .."She opened her eyes and looked at her lover with a frustration- contorted face."Don't worry," Martin said, coming to a standing position. "That was just a little warm up... something to make sure that you really like what's going to happen to you next."He reached down and pulled her up from the chair. Her lust- weakened body was like a rag doll, and she swayed dizzily as she gained her footing on the floor. For a moment, she was totally confused, but her lust-glazed eyes brightened as she.