He reached down and delved his prosthetic fingers into the meat of her round thigh, sinking them into her doughy flesh up to the second joint, admirin... the delicate texture of her coat. If one were to wrap an oil barrel in memory foam, it might feel something like this. Her thighs were as thick around as his torso. How he longed to slide between them, but that wasn’t in the cards today.“You get so grabby when you’re close,” she whispered.“These arms were expensive,” he replied, “I’m making the. I saw that he even had bit hair on his chest as his top button was open. Looking at his open chest i got a plan, i was wearing a zipper and especially for him i slightly pulled it down to make him visible my man boobs. I was enjoying this flirting and hell it was making me horny. He looked at it with small glances. I noticed that he liked it. He smiled at me. We were now some 15 mins away from my place. I had to take initiative as i would lose this guy’s suck.. I thought to myself. I looked at. She was sad to hear about how his marriage had collapsed a few years ago. She knew about the divorce of course, Gemma had told her about it, but to hear first-hand how it unfolded and seeing the lingering traces of regret in him as he discussed it was tough. He still had a healthy relationship with his daughter though and also seemed very proud of the company he was in charge of.He told her how he was one of the three senior partners, but had drawn the short straw when deciding which building. “What are you doing out here?” “Avoiding the crowd mostly. Some how, I can’t quite see how a large group of girls would be necessary for a quiet swim.” Jim answered. “Oh? So then should I go?” “Nah,” Jim replied, “you can stay. I'm fairly sure you won’t be too much of a nuisance.” They swam together for about an hour, splashing each other, racing, and seeing who could stay down the longest. After tiring themselves out, they swam back to shore. Jim had been out earlier that afternoon, and had.