After we smoked she said she wanted to give me a massage. I took my clothes off down to my underwear and she told me to lay on my stomach. She straddl...d me and starting rubbing my shoulders and back, running her hands all over me. Then she began to kiss my neck and whispered to me that I should roll over. I laid on my back on the bed and she slowly slid my underwear off, my cock was semi hard as it slid out and she had a sexy smile on her face when she saw it. She began worshipping my cock,. .oddly... tailored toward him specifically. Secret desires? Family torn? Mockedby usurpers? They couldn't know about any of that surely. He dismissed itas being part of their vague patter but made a mental note to see if theyresearched their potential members before recruitment. Still, he was gladhis LAPD work is largely secret.The redhead who originally spoke continued, "It's not you who is broken nomatter how much they want you to believe it. It has never been you. It'sthe world that is. The man's hairy thighs pressed against her inner thighs. She shut her eyes, pushed her head upright and waited.His hands settled at the base of her spine, lightly stroking fingers making her shiver, then in two long torso-hugging caresses they had travelled around the sides of her body until his open palms had scooped up the fulsome shapes of her hanging breasts. 'Oh yes!', his low moan of approval as he tested their weight, his kneading paws glorying in the smoothness of her skin. Janet's. “My name is Bradyn.” He said quietly. I smiled and held out my hand. He took it and shook it.“Are you a lifeguard?” I asked looking into his eyes. I noticed his eyes were bright blue. They stood out from all the other features on his face. “No, I’m not. I was under the pier when you fell. Can you swim?” I was too memorized by his eyes to answer him. He smiled and looked down. “Oh yeah I can. The bottom of my jeans caught onto something. I think it was an old anchor.” I said looking over at the.