But just as she thought he was going to make the full frontal battering ram approach, he maneuvered her over to her hands and knees. When she turned ...er head she could see his white tee-shirt was pulled up high on his abdomen, his yellow shorts (commando – no jockeys today!) down around his legs, below his knees. That was all he had on besides the white gym socks; he had planned easy access to his equipment, in case an impromptu screw was called for.Each of their wardrobes was in the 'GO'. I want you to touch me.” “Holly, you could have any man you want. Someone your own age.” “I want you.” Before I could react, she reached back and laid a hand on my cock. Her eyes widened and she gasped. I couldn’t stop the groan that escaped me. “It’s so hard,” she whispered, wrapping her fingers around me. “Holly… Oh god.” “Does that feel good?” I can’t even begin to describe how difficult it was to grab her wrist. Difficult enough that I didn’t tug very hard in trying to encourage her to let. My heart just can’t take the sight of him leaving like this, “Please I can’t let you go, I need you, to be with you, to have you one last time. Please Donnie, I love you.” Donatello stops dead in his tracks comes back in and looks at me, “Aimee, that’s the first time you’ve ever told me you loved me. Do you honestly mean it or are you saying it to make me stay?”I grip my fists at my side, tears flowing down my cheeks, “I love you Donatello. I honestly mean it, I love you, I’m in love with you,. And decided against it. She saw no reason to ruin the perfect smoothness of her form fitting pants with a panty line. Her heart began to race a little as she saw him walk around the corner, recognizing him based on Jenny's description, and also in that moment realizing she had seen him around the property before. He appeared to be in late thirties or early forties, just under six feet or so. He had a stocky build, maybe a bit overweight, but with strikingly serious and appealing facial.