You’ll exchange business cards but you’ll never actually call each other unless one or the other is in town and wants to get laid. It all about co...k and pussy and nothing more. When Jenna walked through the front door of Matt’s spacious water front home her resolve took an immediate hit. ‘Who is your decorator? I love this place!’ ‘I have a very dear Jewish friend who takes my sometimes disjointed ideas and gives them structure but I picked out everything you see myself. It’s just me.’ It was. "As it so happens Alexa, I do have an offer. Well, it is more of an invitation. You see, here at the Baxter house, we like our clientele to factor in on the decisions we make. You might say that this is our modest way of crowdsourcing. After all, it is how business is conducted and how decisions are made in this social media world you girls live in." Alexa's eyes flashed around in a moment of panic as social sharing was mentioned. She realized quickly though that nobody had their phones with. The one I liked best showed me looking provocatively at whoever threw the dice which read ‘massage’ - ‘?’. My pussy lips were slightly spread because I was so excited. “Send them to my husband,” I said, breathlessly. “I want him to know what I’m going to be doing with you tonight.” He prepared the photos for transmission. I took his phone and added a message. ‘I’m sure you recognized these dice, Pietro. We will begin playing with them now.’ Matteo sent the pictures. Even if Pietro weren’t. It was big, well bigger than most, and he was proud of it. Jokingly he laid his towel across it and let it hang. With a satisfied grin he picked up the towel and slung it around his neck. He glanced at the mirror as he headed to the locker but he kept his eyes on the boy. Yeah, he was watching a stoic look on his face. He stepped over the bench looked at the boy knowing his eyes were on his crotch. 'Like that do ya, he asked. The boys eyes went to his, Myron made his decision and moved right up.