.. he wrenched histhoughts away from that line of speculation. He realised he had been watching the sleeping slave Lilianne;it had been a habit of hi... on Earth to wake early and he hadoften delighted in studying the sleeping form of his companion,if he had one that night. There was something sensual about thesight of a woman lying asleep, especially after he had sex withher. The knowledge of physicality between them added a touch ofpleasure to what was, to male eyes, already a subject worthy. Now, I don't have the body type of an olympian but, I'm not too out of shape either. The body type of the guests varied however, most were physically fit. It was also clear that this area must have something different in the water than where I hail from because, every man there was 7 inches or larger! I must have missed the measuring device at the door because my 6" cock was nothing compaired to everyone elses. I said this to a gentleman next to me named Adam. Adam said, "If that's why you. ’ Jennifer smiled up at me mischievously. I kissed her forehead. ‘You might be right. If I were him, I’d risk my job to see you naked. Hell, I’d risk it even if I were me.’ ‘You’ve seen all there is to see, Jack. And it’s not all that.’ ‘You need to look in the mirror more often,’ I told her. ‘It is ‘all that,’ and then some.’ ‘You’re prejudiced.’ ‘And you’re drop-dead gorgeous. I’ll never get sick of looking. And touching. And kissing. And –’ ‘Ahem,’ Vholes said from the kitchen doorway. ‘Tea. “You know honey, I never was THAT kind of model.” She winked “Come on Mom, just for me.” She again smiled at me, paused, before opening her mouth again. “Davey I think this has gone far enough.” She smiled “Just keep those pictures to yourself and I promise I won’t tell Dad about any of this.” She slowly picked up her robe before tying it up again around her. I sighed before saying “OK mom, let me know if you want to relive your model days again sometime. I would love to do this again sometime”.