She took the strap off one shoulder then the other before taking her arms out and spinning the bra around before it too fell to the floor. She bent ov...r to pick up her clothes and I could make out the crack of her ass through the panties. As she picked up the clothes, her body turned and her breasts looked just as I remembered them as they bounced. I could see the tan lines once she stood up again holding her clothes. She put them in a hamper and then grabbed what looked like a t-shirt out of a. Raphael: ‘Ok, I get you don’t want to talk about it so, whatever it was…in due time you will let me know?’ Nat: ‘That is the problem, there is nothing to tell, I just don’t know what happened there!’ Raphael: ‘Have you suffered an accident…maybe temporary loss of memory?’ Nat: ‘No’ Raphael: ‘There’s, have you…a traumatic incident? This is no place to talk about it but…’ Nat: ‘No! Are you talking about…Rape? Never, no, no!’ Raphael let out a long sigh when he heard Nat’s answer to a silent. Smiling and looking straight into his eyes, I crawled back into his lap and raised up to my knees straddling his stiff member. With Michael's help I lowered my hole down on his shaft, using my well-oiled opening to grasp his cock and consume it. Slowly I began to pump up and down, using the muscles in my ass to continue to masturbate him. The friction sent waves of delight through my entire body. I had to grip the arms of the chair for fear I would blackout as the blood pulsed to my brain. I. I opened it up. There was pictures of this very fit and hairy old guy wearing a purple thong and another relatively fit older guy in briefs. I don’t consider myself to be gay, or even bi sexual but I do enjoy the company of men from time to time when the mood strikes me right. And that mood was in full swing that morning.I quickly sent them an email describing myself, included a few pictures. One of my throbbing cock and another with me wearing a nice pair of women’s panties. I got a reply.