Face was freckled, prominently. Hair was brown. Just brown. Not blonde. Not red. Not jet black. Brown. Quirky smile, though, with slightly crooked whi...te teeth. And a nose with a non-standard kink in it. She'd finally passed through puberty in a fit of lankiness and came out the other end with legs, her best feature, and a pleasant figure with feminine hips, rather narrower than optimum, and breasts, again, rather less than needed to qualify for a swimsuit issue of a sports magazine.That's who. She was resplendent in a short, cream dress that hugged her 32B breasts quite well. Her legs were bare, while her feet bore cream-colored flats, and her light brown hair shone prettily in the room’s soft light. The rotund gentleman simply motioned for her to have a seat, and as she sank into the couch across from the tall man’s mahogany desk, they glanced on approvingly. “My name is Adrian Peters,” the tall man opened, walking over and offering hs hand. “I’ll be directing this film. I’m. When Dan heard what was going on in Jakes room his own cock stiffened into an actually painful erection and he couldn't suppress the urge to peek in on Jake. When he got to jakes room he saw that the door was standing wide open. Jake was lying on his bed and moaning as he touched himself. Dan stood hypnotized, a big tent in his boxers- when Jake turned his head and looked straight at him he didn't know what to do. "Sorry", he stammered but did not move away. Jake kept stroking as he looked his. Sarah was relaxed. We had the house to ourselves. And, most important, ever since her trip to upstate New York earlier in the week, she had become very horny. Just the night before, in fact, she had let me know that she likely wanted to fuck me more than I wanted to fuck her. Sarah, as I have indicated before, was not shy when it came to sex. We went out to dinner, sat in a corner of the restaurant, and talked about what we might do the rest of this evening, the new toys she had bought, and.