I remained in my place, not wishing to disturb him, but after about ten minutes he spoke. "Come wash me." I knelt at the head of the bath, and he sat ...up. I took one of the fine Egyptian cotton washcloths that I had previously laid out along the edge of the bath, and began to wash his back, feeling the muscles ripple as he shifted position. I took my time, enjoying the feeling of strength under the surface as I massaged soap into his neck and shoulders, and his thick biceps. I took a jug and. Gradually one, and then the other man, began to touch Tommy in one or other way.Then Markus opened the front of his own towel, apparently needing to scratch the top of his thigh. As Tommy ogled Markus’ crotch, which was now on full display, his jaw almost hit the floor. Markus had a magnificent uncut cock that would make a donkey envious. Not to be outdone, Herman followed suit and also displayed his jewels. Although not as long as Markus’ dick, Herman’s uncut cock was almost equally as. She hoped that it would make it seem like old times.”“Old times? Yes, I like that idea, a lot! You know your Aunt Flo is a wise woman but scheming all of the time. You certainly look like your mother dear! She was quite a woman! But she did like to dance much closer than you are right now. Let’s snuggle up tight dear. Look how your dad is snuggling with Flo. Oh I do miss how nice the old dresses felt!”Nancy was a bit befuddled with how close they danced. She could feel Fred’s ‘appreciation’ of. And it ran the full length of that black swathe, splitting it right down the middle from end to end. It was truly beautiful, and left him gaping at it open-mouthed for several minutes, trying to imagine what it could be."It's just a road," a grumbling, baritone voice whispered from his side."Is it?" Eddie responded without taking his eyes away their point of focus. "It's beautiful!" That's what you always say..." the voice responded in a somewhat weary tone."Do I?" Eddie asked, this time.