He ran his hand down he slipped it under the sheet. He rubbed across my crotch and up to the waistband of my underwear. Putting my hand on his to stop...him he said relax, no body is watching. Taking a deep breath and a big drink of the beer, I said ok and moved my hand. He pushed his hand under them and found my dick. Mmm very nice, he said. Thanks I told him. He rubbed my dick for a couple of minutes till it started to get hard. He whispered in my ear, take them off. Shocked, I froze. Soon I. A man dozed on her couch. Susan wondered how many couches he had dozed on, how many phones he had prepared, and she wondered how many times the phone rang. Two others watched a weather report on TV, making her wonder if the weather might have a bearing on something. Was a sunny day good or should she pray for rain… and what could snow possibly bring? She was about to ask, but then looked into the study and spotted another phone wired as if on life support. The phone didn’t ring. She walked back. ." pondered an amused private. "Funny spelling you Canucks have."Samantha reddened as she realized her Ontario accent had betrayed her.At that point, the board before them beeped."The Captain of the CSS Sir Francis Drake is requesting permission to land passengers, Sir," reported the duty corporal to the General."Permission granted. The Captain is invited to join us for a visit, if he so chooses." Aye aye, Sir." She touched buttons on the control in front of her, and a second later a tall black. .. model! Interesting. So what do I need to do?" I said with some interest in my heart.My hubby grinned and said, "Just be natural and pose like a statue." I then realised that Fred was into artistic nude painting and he wanted a semi-nude and nude model for his art. He paid a reasonable rate but it was not the money that we were after. It was more for the experience and the fun that I decided to be his model. He said I was the right person he was looking for as he needed someone who was not.