My rock hard excitement throbbing. Your hand make there way to my hips, you haven't opened your eyes yet so I wonder are you still sleeping or are you...teasing me. I move up your body again my lips brushing yours, my hips are at the same level as yours. Your hand rubbing mine up and down the sides, while yours are moving from side to side. Then you slide your hand to my balls and start to massage them gently causing me to get harder. I am throbbing so much I feel like I am going to explode. then. It was the 16th of July 2008, a beautiful sunny morning as I decided to head for a spot of sunbathing. An hours’ drive, took me to a long stretch of beach, which has very fine sand dunes where you can sunbathe in the nude without being disturbed. It is well known locally that one particular part of the beach, about forty minutes walk, is frequented by gay men. It was to this part of the beach that I headed, with some of the fantasy stories swirling about in my head. Reaching the gay area, I. ”Prue examined the clicker, it had a coil of insulated wire wrapped around a post with an arm extending from it and going down partway into the hole in the coil. When she pushed it down, she saw a set of contacts close.“Ah, see it has two parts,” he happily explained seeing her interest. “When you send, you need to have this bar open. When you push the clicker down, it closes a contact and lets the current flow to the coil at the other end.”“After you finish, close the bar and wait for an. ’ Jenny could not believe her eyes. ‘It’s very high-tech,’ continued Cyn, with a note of pride in her voice. ‘We’ve got lots of talent down here, you know, including a shit-load of those Hollywood pricks and even a couple of NASA engineers, all of them working on this for years. No more following people around, waiting for the right moment to tempt them and all that nonsense. Now-a-days, we just pick our subjects, set the coordinates to a juicy spot, say – the computer nook, poolside, or.