Most found his burly appearance an affront in this ageof metabolic enhancers and mall beauty enhancement shops.Turning around he was pleased to see no... one but six attractive womenlooking expectantly at him. They were as excited as a group of schoolgirls on holiday. He guessed they were foreign tourists from theiraccent, and the way they kept referring to their wrist comps fortranslations.Mike grinned at this unforeseen kismet so early in the morning. He tele-commuted, which let him set his own. “You really want to do it again?”“What, no!”“You said you did, I started doing stuff like our first time alone and I don’t think it will hurt anymore.”“No!” Shit, I could not think of a thing to say that would not result in her tears. Was I suppose to say, I don’t like you that way, it really wasn’t all that great the first time, you’re too young? Camryn would really hate me if I failed to make this right. I could see the betrayal I sowed in her face. “What do you want?” I asked. I think. She has been an insatiable bitch in heat for days,” her dad told me.I smiled as I told him, with girls, women, boys, and men close enough to hear, “I can’t be the only person who will massage in lotion after she takes a shower. Trina didn’t complain to me about having an itch anywhere. She is dead to the world right now. Maybe she just needed a good massage to get some sleep. If she has ‘that itch,’ then she has plenty of guys here that can help her scratch it.”After I dressed, he walked me. My finger tickled her there for some time, there was no resistance in the movement as she was wet and sticky there, paving the way for a smooth finger massage. As I was busy here, my one hand went back to her breast and resumed kneading it and playing with her nipple. Her endearments were like an aphrodisiac. I couldn’t hold it longer. I positioned myself above her, and coming down on my knees, I put my mouth on that wonderful, wet dark triangle, so soft sand so smooth. She ‘oooohed’. I started.