The man with the eyes like 2 pools of unimaginable depth. Jarrah’s own eyes are the colour of storm clouds… a deep steely grey, but Silas has eyes... the colour of unfired terracotta clay, deep and earthy. The warmth of them thaws her soul on the coldest of winter days, and cheers her heart at even the worst times. His hair is only slightly darker, but looks almost like the bleached wood of her chair in the bright full sun. When she sees him again, she will run her fingers through it as she kisses. When I finished drying myself I picked out my moisturizer. I began at my feet, caressing my soles and each of my toes, before working my way up my smooth legs. Before long my hands worked their way up between my legs. I began to rub myself slowly and steadily. The feeling was so blissful with the moisturizer all over my hands that I almost had an orgasm immediately. It took all of my willpower to pull my hands away and carry on getting ready. After I finished moisturizing and putting my. Damn it was fantastic tasting and sucking up his hard throbbing cock as he nursed all the way down on me. We, with out thinking were not only loving out 1st 69 but were playing and fondling each others fine muscled butt but humping face. We both felt that pre-cum tickle at the base of our cocks, humped forward into each others sucking mouths as that 1st wad of cum's tickling rush up the length of our cocks, bursting from our cock head's sensitive piss-slip into each others mouths we still. We were on the verge of mentioning it to the doctor because we were concerned about constricted blood flow." Cathy dipped the sponge and added, "Doesn't look like we have to worry about that." She turned away for a second to hide her wince when she heard the desire in her voice."I guess it will probably be easier to wash with all the wrinkles out," John joked, his erection twitching before her eyes, and his gaze locked on her revealed cleavage.Cathy felt a little self-conscious under his stare.