‘Yes, you.’ Elliot grit out, his eyes roaming over her. He looked as if he was struggling to keep his composure. He must have been overwhelmed sin...e they hadn’t seen each other in years too. The last time they had met each other had been during a victory speech in Hime, right after a successful infiltration mission in Monaco. He had invited her on a lunch date once they had been given their rewards and sent on their way. Guilt swept through her chest as she remembered that particular event. But. The pain helped get rid of my erection though. It was strange having my Mums and Aunts hands down by cock and balls and a couple of times my Aunts hand just brushed my cock and I thought she may have even given me a naughty look. Next they put curlers in my hair, which was just long enough as I had been trying to grow it to look like a cool surfer (which hadn’t really worked). Next they painted my finger nails and toe nails. My protests falling on deaf ears. They just reminded me I had to. ”For years there had been a fantasy in my head that I never got to try. Timing was most of it. Conditions had to be just right. I hoped, at least, someone would think it’s hot. I felt a rush at that very moment, to take a risk, at least in my head, and suggest it to her.“I have an idea I’ve never tried before but would love to.”She said an “ok” like you would if you were pretending to trust someone, but deep down, you weren’t sure what to expect. I recognized her feeling that she felt in the. "Don't mind if I do," he drawls. I laugh lightly. "And how are you, this fine evening?" He is now full-on checking out my tits. I can't help but let my thoughts stray to the little show I put on for his son about a twenty minutes ago. Like father, like son. "I'm just peachy keen, Jelly Bean." I reply tartly, checking him out as boldly as he did, me. His smile is slow and masculine. I pick up speed, fueled by my, again, raging hormones, until I am running briskly. Rob is keeping up, seamlessly,.