I didnt mind that he was rubbing my back and shoulders, then down to my legs. It felt great, he said to roll over. I did, using the hand towel I cover...ed my dick and balls, he laughed, "like I haven't seen one before", I laughed and relaxed. He rubbed my chest, stomach and legs. Then I felt him brush my balls. I sat up,looked at him. He smiled and kept rubbing my legs. "I see you're enjoying this" Jim said sheepishly, I looked down and I was getting hard. I reached down to cover up, but Jim. She had to be his slave, always available. Josie knew it would mean giving up her entire life.Her only other choice was to find different men, pickups, who would give her what she needed when it was convenient for her. She knew how dangerous this could be. When you are naked and tied up, you are at your partner's mercy. She could easily wind up maimed, scarred for life, or even dead.Going back to her boring life with Brad was not an option. Josie was climbing the walls and having her. Irene reached out and took Matt's still limp cock in her hand. Scrunching toward her, Matt took her face in his hands and gently kissed the eyelids. Occasionally they would kiss deeply, tenderly. Irene ran the backs of her nails over his hairy legs, she could feel the goose pimples rising on his skin. Matt slipped his hand down to her pussy and began lightly running his fingertips over her pubic patch and thighs, gently delving to her swelling lips every so often. His cock was becoming quite. Soon I had them done in junior and regular divisions, using the correct age models. The one for people in their thirties featured a woman standing at a kitchen counter in a nice dress holding a martini glass and pointing her finger at the man, sitting on a bar stool with a phone pressed to his ear. The young one showed a girl in her late teens waving an Iphone at a boy wearing earbuds and holding a skateboard.What really helped was I had picked up the right equipment, and for an extra ten bucks.