Your heart is starting to race like it’s never raced before. The bulge in his trousers so prominent now that you can feel it against your thigh..“...hew!!!!!!” I said “I’m getting turned-on just talking about it”“I like it when I get you get excited” Tree replied. “So what do you see me doing while this guy’s hands are all over me then?”“Come on….every heterosexual female would love the feeling; being desired a strangers hands wondering all over their body……..admit it. And you’d reciprocate, the. He was still lightly stroking his hand up and down the shaft. I stared and could do nothing but observe every detail. It was beautiful. Long and thick, not huge, but big and perfectly shaped. I stared and couldn't look away. My trance was broken by him getting up from the bed and walking towards me. My eyes dropped again. I was too nervous and embarrassed to look at him. I could see a wet spot at the tip of my cock and then could see his body come into view as he stepped close to me. His hands. The rice fields were an unexpected bonus and we got to watch one being flooded.”“I’ve collected a number of images for you from the local area east of LA and on south. You might not need many of them as the first images you showed the commission were taken in this area. But I wanted to be sure you knew the conditions you described are still very much the same. There is a constant turnover of harvest and plant in the vegetable crops here and as we move down toward San Diego. I understand your. ‘I hope you don’t mind,’ he said nodding towards the door. ‘It looked like your secretary didn’t want to be bothered, and I am not sure if she knew I was there.’ John scowled. ‘Yeah, she forgot my anniversary. Can you believe that?’ He scoffed as he offered a seat to the young clean-cut man. Jake took it, unbuttoning his jacket before sitting. John took his place behind the desk again and became serious. ‘Jake, I am sorry to hear about your father.’ ‘Thank you Mr. Freeman,’ Jake said sincerely..