Seems so young now, but I was an innocent 15, making them *way* older than me. I smiled to myself thinking that older guys wanted to play with me.—C...an one get any more naïve than that???My eyes still closed, I tried to locate them by their smells. The bearded guy had a warm, fresh scent. I liked that a lot. Jake had a sour scent, not *really* sour but comparatively so. It didn’t attract me. Everything about him made me nervous.The bearded guy was to my right, and as I listened I could hear him. "Like it, don't you...?" She said softly. I felt her inch closer, her body pressing against the back of my legs. I nodded, gasping as she tickled the head of my cock with her fingernails, then spreading her fingers around my pole like a starfish until her palm nestled around the tip. She rotated to one side, then the other. It was unbelievable. I'd never thought to touch myself this way."Oh god...." I mumbled. "Shhh dummy, uncle's in the next room," she whispered.My cock was so wet her hand. We can work on it more on Monday, once I’ve sorted it all out.”“Ok, maybe tomorrow at the rehearsal we can work through some of the other songs, and give ourselves a break on the duets,” I replied. “But we’ve got to do something to get them right; we suck badly at the moment.”I went to the bathroom, and had a shave and shower, washing my hair. I had forgotten to take my clothes in to the bathroom with me, so I wrapped my towel around myself, and went back to my bedroom. Megan was sitting at my. Last week, I contacted some gentlemen to inspect a set of self-storage units that he owned. While he couldn’t be there, he said he would call the property manager to get me access. I showed up a few minutes before the appointment. I sauntered into the office area. A fairly attractive lady was standing behind the desk. She was about thirty, Hispanic and was sporting a very low cut shirt, with a small bit of cleavage showing- nothing absurd, but teasingly delightful. “Are you the inspector?” she.