He was so well endowed, that even from my distant vantage point I could make out his very wide girth and good 8” length. His hand worked his own bod... as he stroked himself up and down in a steady, slow rhythm. My eyes were transfixed as I watched him grip his cock and start to pleasure himself faster and faster, his wonderful, veiny manhood taking quite a beating from his own hand. I could see that his stroking had made beads of sweat form on his face, and still with his eyes shut facing up to. He was stuck – frozen. Maybe trying to get up his courage. He shifted. Probably I wasn’t the only one in the house with a case of aching balls. And speaking of those, they’d come back, with a vengeance. A little bit of rest and a lot of food had given them more time to consider their displeasure with my lack of action. They voted unanimously.No matter what – I’d be beating off tonight – maybe twice. Fuckers needed relief. I needed relief.I didn’t know what time it was but time shifted, as it. Julie, if you could arrive 15 minutes early, so you can get ready?' She nodded.The following evening, Julie had a long soak in the bath. She had already removed her wedding ring, to give her skin a chance to lose its mark. She had fully shaved her sweet pussy too, and after her bath I helped her apply lotion all over her body. She was looking stunning tonight! A brief description for those of you unfamiliar with Julie, she's 27, 5ft6 tall, weighs about 8.5 stone with a size 8/10 dress size. “You really love working here don’t you?” he asks. “Yes, this is one of the places where I’m at my happiest,” she answers with a contented smile on her face. They lie side by side in companionable silence, watching as more animals joins the elephant. She is intensely aware of the heat emanating from Timothy’s body. Little jolts of electricity running through her body when he accidentally touches her or moves against her. When his hand suddenly reaches out to tuck a stray strand of silky hair.