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Cast of ThreeEmilie ParisCast of ThreeEmilie ParisMy husband and I work at home. Jonathan is a web-master and I am a free-lance writer. Some of our friends tease us, winking as they wonder aloud if we lounge all day in silk pajamas and satin robes. If they only knew....On a recent Friday morning, while I was speaking with one of my editors, Jonathan came into my office. His black Ben Davis were open at the fly and his unbuttoned work shirt revealed his broad chest, muscular from many hours of nightly workouts. I met his gaze and instantly understood the yearning, hungry look in his eyes. As I continued talking to Fiona, I watched Jonathan take out his <z>cock </z> and begin stroking it slowly, deliberately.My editor, oblivious on the other end of the line, spoke to me of dashes and commas, of new paragraphs and run-on sentences. All the while Jon's hand worked faster on his cock, the ridge of his palm slamming against his body as skin moved on skin. 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