"Say, how many of you are really committed to your yard care companies," Carole asked. "He seems to be quite mechanical." Yeah, and once we got him to... our house, we could get his pants off!" Claire chortled. The laughter at that was mixed with groans and jeers. "As far as I'm concerned, he's hired." That sentiment was unanimous."Uh, girls," Carole said quietly, "let's not add him to our stud list until we talk about it and agree together, OK. And I think he should agree up front, not in the. ” He sat back, enjoying the aroma of her bare, little feet on his face. Feeling his jeans grow tighter. He simply sipped his coffee as she continued to kick around at him. Poking her sweet, little toes in his ribs. Laughing, pretending she was tickling him. His little girl smiling at the thought of what the day would be like. He continued until his cup was empty. “You want something to drink, sweetheart,” he asked kindly. “Chocolate milk,” she quickly replied. “Okay, but you know, you. Tease. Your deep voice whispers in my ear, ‘Do you like it baby? Do you want me to stop?’ then you touch me once more, and as I nearly melt onto the floor all I can do is shake my head side to side sheepishly. You hand me the hose, but I’m shivering as I take my hit. Goose bumps cover my body and you rub my arm as if attempting to keep me warm, but you know all it does it arouse me more, and make my nipples hard as rocks. You see that I really am cold so you give me your white t-shirt, exposing. I chatted with Cara on line a couple of hours later. Both of us admitted that we masturbated because of the kiss. She had me ready to jerk off again as she described how she’d used one of her vibrators to get herself off as she thought about having sex with me. Cara told me that she had been having thoughts about bedding me for a couple of weeks and had decided to go ahead and act on her desires. I realized I had fallen in love with her and was doing my best to keep my fantasies in check, but.