She then pulled her panties down and stepped out of them leaving them on the catwalk. Then she lifted her skirt again showing her neatly trimmed dark ...aired pussy. "It is a good ride Jack." Janet said licking her lips. Then she reached for my cock and rubbed it thru my jeans. I was powerless. She undid my jeans and let them drop to the floor. With both wrapped around my cock she stroked it very slowly. I was afraid I would nut right then and there. Janet stopped and looked around. A piece of. This question I could answer."My God, Thelma, I'm a man. A man that's gone without a woman for over fifteen years. There is nothing I would like more than to have you as my woman. To make love to you on a daily basis, to do everything sexual you ask me to do. Up until yesterday, I had no one. Now I have my family back and even grandchildren. Now you are telling me that I can have a woman that I have really care for and respect and yes, in a way even love and loves me for the real me." That's. In this day and age, itwas unusual to see a male with long hair. Most boys wore their hairshort as a way to proclaim their masculinity. The ones who kept theirhair long often claimed to do so only because it would make it easierfor them if they turned. Danny didn't care about superstition or thestigma attached to having long hair. There were still men who had longhair, although they were almost always well past the "Bru Zone".As the bell rang, a tall blonde in her late twenties walked into. A better topic, Kate thought, because it gave her friend less opportunity to be nosy. Besides, both women had spent the whole morning in Westminster, Jasmine in the big shops on Oxford Street, Kate mostly in smaller boutiques. Each of them had come to the lunchroom with at least three shopping bags and now they opened them to compare what they had bought. Shirts, jeans, blouses and a pair of sneakers for Jasmine. Nothing special, but it made for a nice and superficial conversation.After lunch,.