She cupped her tiny breasts and then flicked at their tips until each nipple plumped up like jigger bites. She turned around and slid her fingers over...her ass, tugging at the double mounds and giving glimpses of the rosebud between. Mr. Lucky snapped his fingers again and as quickly as she started, she stopped. Two of the gawking men hurriedly removed their roaming hands from their crotches. Wolfman smirked. It reminded Moe of a picture one of the gossip sheets had run of Fatty Arbuckle a few. My knees brushings against my nipples causing them to harden and ache like sharp diamond tips.I bit my lip to stifle a moan as my finger found my hard engorged clitoris and I began to tease and slowly rub it. I quietly moaned as I slid my finger up inside myself. My pussy clutched and squeezed down on my finger as it slid slowly into my hot wet tight cunt. I closed my eyes tightly and gasped out as I pictured myself impaled by Roger and Freddy’s hard thick cocks.I slowly massaged my breast and. There was a tall, dark haired woman in the doorway. ‘Are you Scott Anderson?’ I nodded, and she said, ‘I am Melody Jones, from the city department of Tenant Safety, and I’m here for your first annual inspection. You just registered last month, didn’t you?’ ‘Yes, I did, but I don’t remember much about inspections. Why don’t you come in.’ She smiled and gave a little laugh. ‘That is the reaction I get ninety percent of the time.’ She followed me to the kitchen. Tallish, blond hair, tailored. " Oh yes, I noticed. What brought me here was an ad I saw in the ChicagoGay Times and thought I'd check the place out." He gestured to theempty seat to my left. "Is someone sitting here?" You are, if you care to join me." He sat down and pulled out a twenty."I'm new in town, ---- well; ---- I'm not really new to Chicago. I wasborn and raised here, but was living on the West Coast for over thirtyyears." Why leave the sunny West Coast to return to Chicago, Jim?" I asked."Wife passed on, our kids.