Was it a hankie? A linen napkin? Perhaps a towel? I couldn’t tell.He stood up and as he did, he turned enough for me to see he was uncut. I was shoc...ed. My suburban upbringing and white man dating experiences never included uncut men. I had seen pictures and videos, of course, but I had never been this close to uncircumcised manhood before. It was arousing to be so close and it was a bonus to watch uncut cock stroked by an old man. I focused all my attention on his movements.He had cupped the. Bruce had two other men seated with him. One of them I knew - he wasNorman Allison, one of the Bureau's top experts in industrial espionage.He was pushing sixty now and the years hadn't been good to him. He waspaunchier and grayer than I remembered, but the scowl on his face whenhe saw me meant he hadn't forgotten our earlier association. The otherman was unfamiliar, though. He was tall - I could see that even from hisseated position. He was in good shape despite his silver-gray hair.. But she didn't encourage things. They just happened." Jason's a smart guy. I was lucky to have him on my project. He's a good one." So's Susan, you know." I know. Comes from good people."Giggle again. "Yeah. I like Mizz Kathy! She's like, what's that lady on the old TV show? Beaver's mom?"I laughed. "I don't exactly see Kathy as June Cleaver." The Tennessee version!" Cindy's eyes laughed as she talked happily about her friends. "Think about it! Susan's an ONLY child. She's super intelligent.. I stepped into silkypink nylon high-waist panties (these allow plenty of room for growth!).Then I slipped into a cerise slip (actually it was bought as a nightie). Iput on a black blouse, but didn't bother with a skirt as my slip more orless covered my stocking-tops. On with my 3" heels, some tarty lipstickand a spritz of perfume. Then into the lounge to watch the video.I have a mirror set up under the picture window so that I can watch myselffondling my underwear as I watch the TV. I don't.