He dropped a hand over his shaft, squeezed it briefly, and gave me the signal that he was here to play too. I looked up directly at him and noticed he...was probably in his late 30’s, VERY neatly dressed, and well groomed. He wore a red sweater-vest and khaki pleated pants with shiny brown penny-loafers. He appeared looked like and turned out to be a menswear salesman. He was blonde haired with blue eyes, which like me, was becoming a rarity in that area of So Cal. He had a cruisy smile that. She can feel your eyes on her cleavage. It excites her. Her nipples are hard and tingling with a billion tiny nerve endings desperate to be pinched and twisted. She reaches down further, her face comes tantalising close to your balls. She breathes deeply and catches the faintest hint of her favourite smell -- a man's hot, warm cock.You stare longer -- it's safe. She can't see you and her head is down between your legs. You see a mass of shining red hair and that voluptuous inviting cleavage.. A couple of times he'd actually gotten into the pool to cool off after one of her little shows. When he did, she could see his cock buldging against his swim trunks. over the past couple of years she'd come up with all kinds of ways to nonchalantly, and seemingly accidentally, show him her vagina.Finally Ryan coughed, "Uh, Ginger..." he began, and that was her cue."Oh, here it is." she said brightly, cutting him off, as she snatched up the key, and quickly stood up, holding it out for him to. ”He had said all that in one breath. Now that he was down from the high of his release from earlier, he had to face the harsh reality. Klaus was out of his league, even if, through some miracle, he could try his luck with the guy.“You are under my care, Jake,” Klaus said gently. “This means that I will take care of all your expenses. As long as you live in my house, and obey my rules, no harm will come to you, and you will be treated well. That includes me buying you some clothes.”“So, I’m like.