I could feel the warmth, and as she moved her legs apart a little, there was a definate dampness.My cock was standing to attention and ready for actio... at this point. It was clear to me that she was also ready, able and willing. I kept caressing her pussy with my left hand, whilst using my right to pull my shorts and undies down to my ankles.When I took my hand off her pussy she gave a soft whimper, but as my hands took hold of the waistband of her shorts the whimper turned into a moan of. And she didn't want Pete dead at the price of her husband's life, she told herself. That was too high a tariff to pay for one dead hoodlum."Yes, sir," she said, looking away from Jim. She got up, hugging the robe about her demurely. Max had let the girls put on robes again, because he said it was boring looking at naked women after a while.When they were in the bedroom she turned toward Pete, ready for his hands, steeling herself against the repellent touch. What she got was a complete. There were no movie stars waiting for Phil when he arrived at Lambswool Studios. The only person in the waiting area was a young blonde receptionist who had no idea who Phil was.“We’re not doing auditions until next Monday,” she told him when he walked in the door. Her tone was brusque and Phil wondered if she treated everyone with such disdain.“Good to know,” Phil said in a tone that mirrored the woman’s. “Let Lewis Steinmetz know that Phil Warner is here. I want all the executives in the. It felt so great. I splashed around in the water for a while then walked out to where my grandfather had set up our stuff. The cool wind did a thing to my nipples under my wet top and I felt them get as hard as a rock.I think that was the first thing he noticed. His eyes fixed on my top and that funny look came into them.I had seen that look before.I loved that look that men gave me, but I didn't expect it from someone as old as my grandfather. Maybe I was mistaken. Maybe he was just pleased.