...Sighing yet again she starts to turn from the window when His car suddenly drives up. HE'S HOME! Jumping up she rushes to the fridge to get his bee...r and as he walks in she stands there her eyes eating him up. Waiting until he gets his coat off she sets the beer on the table and walks over to him, rushing into his arms she lets his tongue snake into her mouth as his hands grip her ass bringing her in for a tight hug. "Honey I'm home" he says and she laughs as she turns to the kitchen to get. The window was much, much higher than any fence could be built. Thus were born generations of voyeurs from the builders’ family, generation upon generation. As the years went on the graceful Victorian was sold time and again, to the delight of men from other families who were then allowed to study the habits of the men and women living in the town below. = = = = = = = = = = = = = This is the house on the hill that will be featured in upcoming Pepto Bismo Dreams. The first, Harvey J. Appleton. I was happy, happy he had started his grieving, happy I could hold him now, happy he was comfortable to let go with me. I was overjoyed to have my little brother, still.“Come on, you,” I said, patting his back, “we still have shopping to do.”First stop was underwear and I was surprised that I was a little embarrassed by this. I just got a few plain sets in various colours and then slipped into the changing room to put on a set. What I didn’t know about until I got back to Tommy’s was while I. The male anatomy isn’t complicated. I can find a dick without taking my eyes off the screen. My fingertips dart about, curious. Will it be squat and need to be nursed, or long and rigid as a spar, ready to snap if I pressed hard?And I’m cautious. Lower my hand, with the lightest pressure, to his crotch. He’s still as roadkill as my hand contracts to a clench. He swells into my grip: a fat, reassuring sausage.The night you broke up with me eleven months ago you stroked my hand in an absent,.