“Becky,” she announced, extending her hand in my direction.“Shawn,” I instinctually replied, lightly squeezing her hand, while taking note of ...er statuesque beauty.“Get in,” she quickly shot back.“I don’t think I’m properly attired for the hot tub,” I replied.“It’s your call,” she replied, “I don’t see any kids around here, so just slip off your shorts and I’ll promise to not peek.”I chuckled.“I’m serious,” she replied, turning her back to me.I didn’t have to think very long about her. Are you here by yourself? breathed Abby. Yes, maam, whispered Jeremy. Please come in. Dreamily, Abby walked in the house. Jeremy closed the door and followed her, watching her short skirt swaying. In the middle of the living room, Abby turned around. Is there somewhere we can go so I can sell you my cookies? Abby said quietly. This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong, screamed the responsible voice inside her. Fuck him silly, said the bad girl voice, apparently the stronger of the two. Sure,. "A case, I perceive, Watson," Holmes raised an eyebrow with as much curiosity as I had seen from him in a fortnight."It would appear so, Holmes," I agreed as I watched the man mount our steps and knock at the front door.We heard the familiar sounds of Mrs Hudson answering the door, a brief exchange, and then heavy footsteps on the stairs and finally a knock on our own door.Holmes rose and took a place by the mantle from which he enjoyed a superior perspective on our visitors, making them walk. "alright, her we go."I could see he was pulling down his shorts in his sleeping bag and standing up.And then he unveiled himself.While by no means 9 inches long, his cock seemed pretty impressive to me.It was definitely thick, hard, and standing up while he slowly stroked it with his hand, grinning."So, what do you think? Think you can beat me?"I didnt, plainly. My head was red and i was fully erect by now, seeing Mike standing in front of me and stroking his big thing.I was not fat and would.