Courtney Collins five foot two or three frame could have graced the centerfold of any men's magazine. I realized this because I could see pretty much ...the whole package through the diaphanous nighty she wore."Would you like a little time to change before we get started?" I asked. She didn't seem shy about letting me see her, so I wasn't shy about looking."I already have, Hank." she said in a throaty voice that had my cock trying to burst the seams on my jeans. I could swear the tools were. All his aunt and uncle wanted, it seemed, was to get control of his money. He thought about telling his parents’ attorney. But would the lawyer believe him? After all, Serena and Ezra were kin, the only kin he had left. ‘I’m going out,’ he yelled through their bedroom door as he headed for the stairs. ‘Don’t be out too late, dear,’ his aunt yelled back. Matt took the pickup. He wasn’t sure how his aunt and uncle would react to that, but he didn’t care. Question was, where could he go? Who could. This day I had to make do with her pretty clean ones and I was a bit disappointed -- but still excited as I took my pants off and softly rubbed the crutch of a pair of beautiful peach coloured scanties up and down my aching young cock -- god, it was lovely -- just like what I imagined fucking would be like. I was being very careful because I didn't want to leave any trace of my doings. My cock was so big and stiff and I desperately wanted to shoot my load -- but it was so lovely touching her. ” I know I should say no, but I am curiously aroused by, and trusting of, this handsome young man. He takes my hand and leads me into the clubhouse, through a doorway and down a flight of stairs. He leads me through a doorway labeled, Private – Members ONLY. He flips on the light switch and I see we are in a small locker/shower room. He sits down straddling a bench between two rows of lockers, and pulls me down so I am sitting in front of him. He leans in and kisses me – a long, passionate,.