Green lived alone because his wife died about a year ago, so he welcomed female influence in his life again. My parents thought that my staying with h...m would help in cleaning and tidying up the place, and it would be good for me because it would take me away from the bad influences of city life. When my parents left, they told Mr. Green that he could treat me just like I was his own daughter. In fact, Mr. Green had three daughters that had grown up and moved away, and now had families of. Most were either so faded or so damaged by the moisture and ice that he couldn’t read them. Ah, here was one that he could just about make out. He lifted the can, examining it under the dim lights. Kidney beans, perfect. He couldn’t make out an expiration date, but he had no choice. He set the can to one side and walked over to the kitchen drawers, pulling them out and searching for cutlery or a can opener. Most of what was there was rusted beyond use, the blades of the knives and the prongs of. "No one else is looking after you, I thought I had better." She clenched her butt as she sat on my thigh. I worried about whether she would notice the instant boner now trying to tent old Santa's trousers! Then I worried more that all the guys out there would see it as well when she got up from my lap. One of the Gods was smiling. She was the last person to be presented. Just the thanks for 'Good old Sven, Great Santa wasn't he, big round of applause,' then mercifully the lights were lowered. Ever since then I loved the feeling of the water hitting my cock and getting off in front of people. (Now the main story) I was on vacation with my family we were staying at a hotel. At this point now I am 21. My mom and I decided we wanted to head to the jacuzzi. We get in the jacuzzi, there was no one else there just my mom and I. The jets were in a decent position for me to lay there and try to let them hit my cock. It was perfect everything was lining up, I was going to get off right in.