You've done so much for me that the least I can do is help you get your rocks off."If I hadn't been so unbearably horny, I would have sent her on her ...ay and there would not be a story to tell, but my cock was doing my thinking for me. I didn't want to seem too eager and waited a couple of moments before responding."I'm afraid you might be disgusted by it, honey," I said."No way, Dad. I've been jacking guys off since seventh grade. I love doing it. Please let me jack you off. It would be the. She was so damn beautiful that Tim thought - rightly - that most men would love to get their hands on her lush body. Her hair was long and golden blonde, and God himself did the coloring. Her face was perky and beautiful, and her figure was the stuff dreams are made of -perfect 34C breasts! - 18 inch waist, and 34 inch hips. She was a veritable Venus! "Well, then," she challenged, "come with me!" Tim shuddered. "I would almost rather go to the dentist than go to an antique fair!" She put her. Now we set it aside under a cloth to prove.”“What next?” asked Ben.“Ben, if you slice this pineapple and trim off the skin, please. Hal, sort out a shallow dish for the slices. We’re going to steep them in kirsch.”“I’m very impressed with the way you work together,” said Melanie. “I want to see how you manage something a little bit more complex. Our starter is going to be, ‘scallop mousse with a crayfish sauce.”“Sounds delicious,” said Hal.“Gather round closely,” said Melanie.“How close?” they. She would not be overwhelmed. Closing her eyes and drawing a slow, ragged breath, she tried to lift herself up, but could not maintain her balance against the irregular tug of the stream, and landed heavily on her bottom. Sitting on the stream-bed, the water gushing past her up to her belly-button, her buttocks, thighs and calves sinking into the sediment, she felt utterly wretched.Her vision blurred by tears that she refused to shed, she saw an indistinct shape part the flow of water. For a.