We started out about ten feet up, and once we got over the water, it would be a lot further than that, and I just couldn’t do it. Mark never pushed ...e into trying to go further, once he saw that I just couldn’t do it, he turned around and helped me off. We wound up sitting on the river bank, which wasn’t too steeply sloped by the locks, with a nice grassy area, the trees had been cleared and it was warm and sunny. I took off my shoes and socks, to feel the cool grass on my toes, and Mark and I. A little bit shocked, I unzipped myself and my now fully erect penis pointed at this elderly gent. 'Well, that's a lovely one', he purred. His big gnarly old hands reached out to stroke my cock.He then went over to the urinals and beckoned me over. I nervously stood beside him, his hands on my stiff member and caressing my back. At this point, I was acutely aware that if anyone walked in now, we would be caught in the act. I walked over to the cubicle I had originally inhabited, pulled my. Jim introduced Ann to all of the design team members that would be working on the changes. Jim directed the efforts and asked for Ann's input every step of the way. Several times a part of the design would be completed only to find that it would impact Parameter's operations or future plans.All of the original drawings were in AutoCAD and the changes that were approved by Ann were quickly incorporated in the drawings for the project. Jim insisted that they only work 8 hours a day to keep from. I found it amazing also.” I say, taking her in my arms and kissing her passionately while my hand rubs her mound through her jeans.”Moaning, “Mmpphh, Mmpphh” as my hand presses against her mound, Angel reaches for the bulge in my pants. I push her hand away and breaking the kiss, tell her, “Soon, slut.” I reach back down to rub her pussy through her jeans. Taking a quick look around and seeing we are alone, I slide her zipper down and slip my hand into her fly, rubbing the front of her panties.