They had really strong hands, flat six pack stomach, firm buttocks. They were healthily tanned. The tan spread equally all over their body. There were...traces of hair over their strong chest, firm shoulders and hands but not too much of hair either. Jack had steel grey eyes and blonde hair where as Garrett had deep ocean blue eyes and dark blonde hair with traces of dark brown in between. Both looked drop dead gorgeous in their tight shorts with showed all the curves of their buttocks and the. God, if his bare back was lethal, then his ass was fatally gorgeous. It was indeed a fine specimen – waxed and devoid of all hair, the curvature was just perfect. He suddenly turned around, and saw her looking at him.“What the **** is this?” John demanded, without bothering to cover himself up.Arati could not speak. She was still absorbing the magnificent sight in front of her. His torso was muscular, and his abdomen just perfect. She looked lower, and there it was. Shooting out from between. Nothing fun. A few furry scarves lay folded on the top shelf. A black umbrella stood propped in the corner."Here we go," I heard Constance's voice from the living room. I closed the closet, wincing at the repeated squeak, and walked on to join her. She crouched beside an open cabinet with a photo album. "Look here," she said.She flipped the album back to the first few pages. They were old photographs; I guessed, of the auditor's childhood. His father was a skinny, tanned balding man, with a. God! My knees almost buckled. I thought he was going to shake my breasts again but he didn't. He just tightened further and twisted as he held my breasts up by the nipples. My eyes closed. I couldn't bear the barman watching us any more. The pain from my nipples sent a thrill racing down my backbone, around the butt plug and up and down my pussy. I was holding my breath and I expelled it in a rush as Johan's fingers finally relented. My breasts bounced and my nipples ballooned. They surged out.