Perhaps something Italian, all sultry sensuality, with sleek lines and sharp suits. Something with the silky smoothness of a cappuccino, the tangy vit...lity of a Limoncello, and the gluttonous hedonism of a visit to the gelateria." How about this one, Madame? I believe he might meet your requirements this evening". "Yes, Rogers, I do believe you might be right. That is just what Madame requires. Have him delivered to my boudoir after dinner, would you?" Yes, I think that would do very nicely. And extremely horny with the thoughts I was having.....The date was set for 14th February (ironic!) and between my friend and I hatched our welcome home party for him. At this point, i had only seen pics of him on my friend's Facebook page and i must say i liked what I saw. On my friend's last visit to him he mentioned what we were thinking and he was delighted - apart from masturbating in his cell, he had no intimate company since he went in. This was three weeks before he was released and. "One sound from you, just one, and I'll slit your throat. Behave, and you'll be okay." Oh, I bet you tell that to all the girls you pick up, Mr. Muscles," Kathy thought, as she nodded her head to signal understanding. Kathy sensed the attacker sigh in satisfaction at her compliance, and he began to relax a little. "Actually," she thought, "you guys were pretty smooth. You must practice this an awful lot." Status report?" chirped Matt, a brief burst of gravitons from a tracking portal. "5 by 5". It was late spring/begin-summer when i'm at home with two my friends, we are close to the door (open) of the dining room when my sister comes out of her room for to go to the bathroom and she had a black skirt, enough tight and at the half of thighs and with shoes like moccasins with the heel a bit tall and bare legs, after that my sister passed one of my two friends says "wow .. what a legs! .. beautiful thighs white ! ..." also if, naturally, i did a bit pretend of nothing, also i couldn't at.