I gasped andhe said yea it's real beauty ain't it? He pulled me to my feet and he satdown on the couch and then grabbed my wrists and forced me to m...y knees infront of him.He was starting to get hard and I was scared out of my mind. Even though Ididn't have a problem touching a man in that way I always fantasized that itwould be with someone I cared about not being forced to do it. I tried toexplain that to him but at that point he didn't care. He just wanted a blowjob. He then told me that if. I got on my hands and knees, raised myself above her, and continued tormenting her with my fingertips. Finally I slipped one hand under the thin garment, and touched her nipple while burying my face in the perfume in her hair. By now she was constantly moaning and thrashing, until she suddenly started to tense up and quiver all over. I knew what was coming, and quickly but gently entered her. We rapidly drove each other to a stupendous climax that left us almost limp. We held each other. . but the foot was still there, rubbing my cock even harder and faster now!I was shocked when I realized what that meant.. that was Tim's foot! all that time! I looked at him in shock, and he looked me with a look and a smile that I can't find any word to describe them but "sexy"I said trying to sound angry, but I failed:"What the hell are you doing Tim! stop it"He just rubbed faster and said:"Do you really want it to stop? Your cock isn't even becoming softer.. you are getting harder!"I'm. All were very intelligent, most were painfully shy, and all shared a secret not known to many others—Linc was rich. Filthy rich.With his dad’s passing, it was all Linc’s. He was the last in his direct family. His dad owned a large portfolio of companies but he maintained a low profile, preferring to let strong local management run each business since they understood it better than he did. He only stepped in when absolutely necessary. He compensated top performers well, and they supported his.