And his hard pec muscles against my back and his lips kissing and gently biting my earlobes, his breath hot in my ear, dryhumping me and god help me, ... felt my hips pushing back at his erection, giving him my ass, letting him know I wanted it, wanted him. In a stoned haze I felt one of his hands on my shoulder, pushing down and forward, and I heard his deep silky voice order me: "Bend over." I looked over my shoulder into his eyes, his pupils inches away from mine wide open with excitement, his. In the sitting room were several other portraits of her."Gosh! Gwen - aren't they marvellous!" gasped Jessica. He's got all the details - even down to your black bush!"And in a whisper "He must really be crazy about you!"An ever more red-faced and embarrased Jim invited the girls into the kitchen and rustled up a simple meal of bread and cheese for them."I'm right in the middle of a bit of a clear-out at the moment. Moving all the furniture out of one of the bedrooms and putting all my. You have to be good at pretending or you don't get your present."You put on the sunglasses and of course you can still see perfectly. "Wait here, I'll come around and get you." I walk around the car, fiddling with something that turns out to be a collapsible white cane with a red tip. As I open your door I hand you the cane "you don't have to use this, I'll lead you, it's just for show."You smirk and reach out toward the handle of the cane, but reach past it and grab the outline of my semi-hard. She laughed at me when she pulled back."We can go in my room for five minutes, Kenny. It wouldn't kill you to give me a little tumble before I leave. I really am going to miss our little sessions, you know?" I was just going to tell her that I couldn't because of my promise to Brenda, when Hans and Gerta came into the library. Gerta had a big bag filled up with her baked goods, and Hans told me it was time that we left."I would have liked that, Bea, but I can't do it. Maybe you should call Mr..