I say we get these bikinis. Theyre perfect! * * * * * * Half an hour later, Joel Henderson waved at the girls as he pulled his Jeep to the curb. So di... you girls find the perfect bikinis you were looking for? he asked as Kaylee and Gina climbed in the backseat with their shopping bags. Yes, we did, Mr. Henderson, said Gina. Thanks for driving us here so we could shop. Happy to do it, Gina, said Joel. He smiled at her in the rear-view mirror, his eyes very blue in his tanned face. Ever since. If you come at me with a question about my ethnicity or need to see aface pic to see if we'll be a good match, I can assure you we won't be,and that is based on our differing perspectives of what makes a personattractive - not saying that I am not physically attractive in theleast, just that I don't buy into narcissism.The goal here is to fulfill this fantasy, however long it takes. Thatmeans this is not going to be a one-night stand kind of deal. You haveto be willing to meet up as often as we. Three more times, something was placed against my back, and a stripe of gloop went across my back. I so wanted to see what was going on, I wriggled in the bonds and cried out.After what seemed like an eternity, I heard something being put down, hands being rubbed on some kind of cloth; something clicked and clicked again. A camera! Jesus, not a camera. After a few moments, the blindfold was removed. When my eyes recovered from the change in light, she stood in front of me, she held a camera,. "Got a problem?" she teased. "Nothing that a good lover can't cure" I replied with a grin. She took the hint, and began moving her hand up and down the shaft of my cock, and quickly it grew to its full 6 inches. "You always seem to know just what I need" I said. "Well, you're pretty transparent, Daddy. What else would a hard-on mean?" She had a point, I guess. I turned around then, and went straight for her pussy. I slowly ran my hand through her pussy hair, then moved down further, slipping a.