You wet your fingers in your mouth then touched your nipples. Slowly fingers went in your mouth then into your love canal. Rob squirmed as he watched ...ou begin to masturbate. Pausing in your performance you told him to rise and slowly undress. Each time more of his youthful body became exposed you touched yourself exciting him still more. Commanding him to sit back down you again began to play with your nipples and clit. Beckoning me to the bed you had me begin to work your clit with my mouth. I could see from my vantage point, one drop start at his earlobe, river down his chest, and guided by his chest hair, stop at his right nipple. It hung there briefly, not wanting to fall, clinging like a kiss, before finally letting go and falling to the tile floor with a silent splat. I couldn’t take my eyes off him! It was early morning, the sun peaked through the slivered opening in sheer curtains. He was silhouetted against the soft crimson wall, looking for all the world like an older. Didn’t seem a big difference, just a bitmore playful sounding. The man opened the door for usand as we entered it took us a little while to adjustour eyes to the darkness. It was very dimly lit. Thebar area drew my attention as it was better lit thanthe rest of the place. I took Beth by the arm andescorted her over to the bar. There didn’t seem to bemany people in the place just one couple sat at a tableand two men stood at the bar.Beth hoisted herself up onto a bar stool as I. No.The third and fourth questions were related to each other. Did I want to be a trainer and, further, did I want to take over Cutter's Way Stables?I sat thinking of how I had met Annie at the exact moment that I needed to. It was as if God ordained that meeting! Then I thought about the way that I had been able to fit in and help the wonderful people at the sables, from old Ben on down to the retired jockeys that did the schooling of the horses.The answers to those two questions became obvious.