She asked him to stand and pulled down his pants. She explored the hardness of his legs; she felt delicate next to Ram. She ran her hands over his und...erwear, gently teasing him. She pulled them down, revealing his package. She hefted his balls; they were pleasantly large. He was a little bit turgid, and Ashley supposed that he might be nice and thick. She couldn’t get a good idea for the length without exciting him to fullness.Ashley asked and he apparently was a farmer boy, although he worked. Softly, in the background, I could hear Marvin Gaye silkily delivering ‘Sexual Healing’ from the CD player. The music seemed to slide through the air to caress me, the listener. Forget the words, the sound was rich with passion, with emotion. I put down my briefcase without saying a word, my eyes fixed on her. She knew me, knew that I loved to look at her, that I loved how demure and shy she looked sometimes, how it contrasted with how wild she could be. The whore and the goddess. The mother. That was easy. Now they stood with slips covering the rest of their undergarments. "O.K., Arms Up!" was my command. Each of them put their arms up in the air, and I pulled off their slips. Beverly went "Wheeeee" when I removed her slip - it was pretty funny.O.K. Now the two were in bras, panties (white silk) and stockings. I peeled off their stockings first; then their panties. I wanted to save the bras for last - to see the hangers drop. When only their bras covered them, I began to give them. They were the first real boobs I have ever seen. I just wanted to caress them, hug and kiss them. She saw how big my eyes were, and me not breathing, she just smiled and grabbed both of my hands and put them on her beautiful breasts. I was frozen in time. Then she walked towards me while my hands are on her boobs. With me still lightly squeezing her yummy boobs, and twirling around her big nipples. God, I love her boobs, I want some like hers someday. Geena bent down to cup my face with her.