**********I sat on a small metal folding chair, not the most comfortable setting, but it was what was available. It was dark in the room, which had no...windows, but for a little bit of light coming through approximately an inch-and-a-half gap between two solid sliding doors. My portfolio with a pad of papers sat balanced on my knees, with one of those little book lights attached to it, to provide me with enough light with which to read. I sat back in the chair making myself as comfortable as. I looked like an escapee from a Halloween horror house created by eight year old boys. I was genuinely startled, and almost felt light headed – I’m not sure why, it wasn’t more than a small gouge in my face. At fifty four I’ve got more than my share of accumulated dings, scars, and healed-over wounds in places both visible and hidden, and I don’t give these types of mishaps a second thought. I think what caused my momentary wooziness was the surprise of it all. I saw her look at me with. Joe's cock twitched. He had to be in agony. She'd come three times and he still hadn't been touched. Jamie rubbed her palms over her tits and then pinched her nipples with her fingers. "Touch yourself. I want you to wrap your hand around your cock. But don't cum. You can't cum yet." Joe watched his beautiful little wife rub her fingers over her nipples, her pussy still glistening with her juices. He wrapped his hand around his cock and tried to think of something other than how much he wanted. Zack was casually dressed in his usual Friday style leading up to the weekend. He had a jaunt to his step as he approached the boutique coffee shop, things were going well. He had successfully fulfilled the first and second assignments of this business swing through the Sunshine state. As a TWA Zodiac evaluation assessor, Zack was assigned to meet and evaluate recent TWA graduates. He was part of the quality assurance team, verifying that TWA graduates were remaining in prime condition and.