"Whoops, sorry Bradley!" you gasp, and turn to flee the room. But Jenny is blocking your escape. "Not so fast Jess," grins Jenny. "I'm sure you'd like...a closer look?" You turn back to look at Bradley. He's blushing furiously, twisting against his bonds in a futile attempt to hide his nakedness from your gaze. You've seen him shirtless before, but never fully naked. His vulnerable position leaves nothing to the imagination. You stare at his cock and bite your lip. It's a nice size. He's gone to. “Oh, you mean together?” I asked sarcastically. He just gave me a nervous smirk. I shook my head and said, “You’re gay, go shower. I’ll just listen to music till you’re done.” He nodded his head and said, “Ok, you sure though? I take long showers.” I gave him a devilish grin, “Yea it’s ok, that gives me time to jack off to thought hot water running down your sexy body.” He raised his eyebrow at me, “Why think about it when you can just come shower with me and watch the real thing?” I rolled my. ” It was such a simple and humble statement to which he added “I liked you undressing me and taking care of me.” This later euphemism no doubt referred to me rimming his sweet arse and later bringing his wonderful stiffy off twice in a row.“I would like to undress you now Hiro, and I want to lick you as I did before. Would you like that?”“Yes sir.” He replied. Standing upright, legs together, arms at his sides, he didn’t seem relaxed physically but his eyes told me to strip him and do as I. As worn as the volume was outside however, it was pristine on the inside. Pencil marks on the inside front cover identified the acquisition date and library call number. The book had been donated in 1983. The rest of the words were smeared beyond recognition.“Pencil!” Maddie exclaimed. “I don’t believe it.”“It’s pretty common,” Keith said. “Lots of books are identified in pencil because of the belief that it causes the least damage. They don’t think about how the graphite smears and leaves.