Just as I was giving up hope, someone came in. My cock stood to attention and I let out a small cough so he knew where I was etc. He sat next to me, s...tarted to feel me and moved my hand to his lap. I obliged and started to feel him, he was ginormous, height wise ;). My hand just never stopped going up, all I could feel was his hairy chest, no end to it. Then I got to his cock, I wasn’t disappointed. It felt very big, maybe the dark had amplified the length as I couldn’t actually see it, but one. I bolted for the bathroom for relief.On her next visit, Ditz hadn't closed the bathroom door. I walked in on her, panties at her ankles, on the toilet. She wiggled her knees open and closed as she apologized. She was always so innocent and I was always guilty after such incidents.I finally relented and began calling her Ditz, although I choked each time I said her name. A few weeks she started working for us, Annie was invited to a costume birthday party. Ditz helped Annie select a costume -. Dan's stomach grumbled as a thought of a decent curry started to make every taste bud in his mouth come alive."No time for food now", he says to himself pushing the thought from his mind. There was work to do.Tracking down Saim was no easy task and usually meant trudging around several addresses. He was either entertaining a lady in some love nest he acquired cheap, or in the process of convincing another to join his sordid escort service, so it was not going to be easy. Phoning was pointless. Daniel smiled at the sound she emitted. He knew that his hands were skilled. They were instinctive hands, able to locate the knots and tensions in a body by pure intuition. He had once been told by his massage teacher that the hands of the best masseurs were the hands of an artist, part pianist and part sculptor. He manipulated the warm smooth flesh rhythmically, completely absorbed in his art when the woman beneath his palms suddenly stiffened. ‘Get that music off,’ she snapped and then.