The light in the kitchen, remember? How long will a light bulb burn?Then I read of a construction taking place in New York City. The crew was digging ...in the front of a store they were going to take down and discovered a whole store front and street that had been covered to "straighten" out a street. The work was done in the early 1890's.One of the construction crew said, "hey, there's a light on in there." So ... that's how long a lightbulb can burn; 1890 to 1962. I wonder who got the electric. I was getting really hard now and horny so I decided to give him a bit of show. I squirted shower gel all over my cock and created a foamy lather that I slowly rubbed over my balls and then my buttocks and ass. As I rinsed the soap off, I spent a long time rubbing my bumhole, teasing myself with a finger for the guy to see and bending over to wash my feet, making sure he had a perfect view of my silky smooth bum.When I turned around he was gone and I thought that maybe I'd gone a bit far!. " That may be the best invitation I've had all month," Pam replied, a lot of the tiredness going away. "Where are you at? I'll change, then drive down and meet you." I'll drive," Heather offered. "That way we can talk on the way."Pam was back in a couple of minutes, wearing a T-shirt over a swimsuit, carrying a towel. Heather stopped along the way, bought a six-pack of Hamm's, and drove to her apartment. "I gotta change," she said. "Meet you on the beach."The water was indeed cold, especially. Clarke had paid for her to have her hair and nails done, he insisted on her getting a wax. Just in case he said. Her phone beeped as she said down naked. The over head fan was running full blast. Her heart skipped as she seen the message was from Seth. "Morning beautiful," it read, "how are you today? My father bought the yacht so if you are free on Sat would love to take you out on the lake."She allowed herself a little squeal, it had been a long time since she felt this way about a guy. They.