And so he carried on, curious to know about the strange figure who sat motionless atop the skyscraper each morning. After what seemed like an eternity...in the dark, with only his constant footsteps to keep him company, he finally arrived at the summit. Not quite certain of what to expect, he took a deep breath and hesitantly pushed open the door to the roof. Despite years of disuse, there was little resistance. The door slid open quite easily. He was forced to shield his eyes as they once again. She had raven black hair with streaks of grey, and a few wrinkles around her brown eyes. Halley had been the target of a few of his friends lustful stories, and Lance had checked out her 5'4 slender frame a few times. He'd even jerked off into her B cup bras and panties a few times as well. Halley was a night nurse at a local hospital, and was almost never home during Lance's waking hours.His father Nate was also there, a 50 year old man who was fairly average as well - and he was also short. .but there is a pencil sitting right next to it. What's the harm in trying it out? You open the book to the first page, scrawling the name of the coffee shop across the top of it. You ponder for a moment, wondering what to write, before spotting the cute, redheaded barista working behind the counter. You put pencil to paper."Old Rule: The dress code requires female employees to be topless at all times."You gape as you watch the woman's white t-shirt fade away, leaving her wearing nothing but a. Shots of electricity flew through my insides. My legs drew in closed around the toy as I began to tremble in complete pleasure. Strings of expletives continued to flow between my lips as I rocked against the toy. My entire body was moving along to the rhythm of the vibrations. Finally finding the strength to pull the toy away from my clit I slid it down further. My entrance seemed to be clenching in desire as liquid arousal continued to pour out from within my depths. Curling my toes I took a.