Well, every woman but me. I much preferred melting, blue eyes on a woman—like my wife, Ashley. She had these beautiful, gray-blue eyes that I could ...ust lose myself in for hours."What?" I asked, curious.I liked Adam. He didn't get the hungry look in his eyes like most guys do when they find out you are gay and you have a pin-up model for a wife. Since I started working at DaVita's Tacoma office last fall, I had become fast friends with Adam. It turned out we had a lot in common—the Seahawks,. She smiled at me briefly before turning to give Peter a deep blow with her red lips; burying it inside of her throat as far as she could.Peter moaned loud. Anita took that cock out of her mouth and smiled. Then again she wet her lips and took about half of it back into her mouth. She began to slowly suck his cock as she stroked it with her hand. After a few seconds the bitch paused, looked at me and asked if I liked what I was watching. I was speechless; but nodded yes.Then I managed to tell. I loved the softness of his skin. It was hard for me to let go.I started explaining about the house as we approached the front door. He was very attentive as I spoke. I tried the key several times but could not get it to open. So Glen tried several times, again no luck. He suggested maybe it would work on the back door. So, we walked around the side of the house. It was a pleasant view when we entered the back yard. The landscaping was exceptional. A beautiful pool and hot tub under a gazebo.. The bundle in my hands lands on the thick carpet as I stop the head on collision by grabbing his towel wrapped hips. Startled, he comes to a halt catching his balance with a hand on the railing, his eyes wide under the fringes of wet curls. Moment lasts forever while I drink in the site of wet Adonis, man-child, droplets of water on his bronze skin, clean, warm smell filling my lungs. I should let go of him, half my age, he could be my son. But, I have been watching those smiling eyes looking.
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