Instantly, my cock pulsed to life, and a groan escaped my lips. She must’ve showered, ready for her night out.I swallowed down a lump in my throat. ...’mon mate, don’t do this to yourself.It had been a long time since I felt this animalistic arousal. My dick went all hard and tight, the blood flowing and swelling my dick until it curved and hurt. I licked my lips and wrapped my paw around my shaft and gave it a few pumps, trying to satisfy it. With my other hand, it hovered over the clothes bin,. Would you mind giving me a hand?”“I have no clue what I’m doing.”“I only need another pair of hands. I can talk you through it.”“Lead the way.”She quickly took me to get scrubbed, and in no time, we were in the surgical room. She bled out the air, and his head quickly returned to its proper size and shape, followed by his chest. She did let me install the valve in his chest, but only after doing the prep work and making sure I couldn’t screw up. It was a unique experience that you would never. A Dry Waller working on the parents master bathroom,…I though next time he comes outside to chain-smoke I'm gonna go across the street and say something … but what ?!! Eventually i went over asking about my friends whereabouts,he told me the family was at the beach for the weekend! I lingered around and he would ask me to hand him a hammer or a drill this and that cigarette clenched in his lips under that thick dark mustache. I stared at his mouth watching him pull and blow out the thick. ‘But, I guess I do now,’ I smiled at him. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. ‘Come on, I’m sure you’re tired and hungry.’ I took his hand and started walking to the car. He didn’t move and gently pulled me back to him. We were inches away, and as I looked into his eyes, I knew what I was seeing was reflected in my own. I wanted him to kiss me so badly. I wanted to feel his lips on mine, I wanted to run my fingers through his hair as his entangled in mine. ‘We should go,’ my voice was barely above.