Who is this guy that was driving me crazy with his words , he was writing me things that he would do to me and asking me what would I like, well I had...not experience or perhaps just very little experience into this world, so the curiosity in me was growing and growing every day, I wanted to meet him and do things we have talked, things that before this day I just heard never tried, so far to this point jerking off was mostly what I had done, being with a guy on bed, no way! never thought I. I promise, I’ll tell you everything,” He glanced to Gene and nodded. “We need to get on the move. Stay quiet. We’ll talk when we are secure. I’ve got a safe house. Let’s get our guest somewhere more comfortable.” The tall man turned back to Holly. “I’ll explain everything then.” Bridgewater ran his hand down Holly’s cheeks, wiping away the tears. “I’ve missed you so,” he said quietly, and to Gene it sounded sincere.A quick movement of Bridgewater’s head had the others following him through the. Please."The "Please" sounded almost desperate. I poured out more lotion, this time directly on her backside. I used two hands to make sure both cheeks were completely covered. Just to make sure, I did it again.Les had both hands at her sides. She lifted both up and pulled her cheeks apart. "More." Her voice sounded primal. The hands fell down to rest against her sides.I dribbled lotion down the middle of her butt. She whimpered. I kept dribbling.When I felt there was enough lotion, I started. .............. The Graf was even quite cordial when Dieter appeared at his door."Please come in, Herr Koenig," he invited. Still, Dieter was nervousand had just a bit of fluttering in his stomach. His cloak had beensoaked by with the blowing rain outside and he was glad he had thoughtto hang it up in the antechamber. With dismay he saw water trickle fromhis boots onto the polished wooden floor but he did as he was told. Henoticed that the Graf was alone, unusual, as usually one or other ofhis.