She's a virgin, but you better not tell her I told you or I'll tell her you wank off thinking about her at night," replied a laughing Cheri.God, this ...as embarrassing. How did my sister know? Damn, I didn't know what to say. If I denied it she would just talk more about it."How do you know she's never been with anyone?" I asked."I told you we talk a lot to each other and that's one thing girls talk about. You know she's just one year older than me. What she sees in you I'll never know. I can't. I used to jerk off that photo. I used to imagine ripping off the dress. And seeing her red bra barely holding her boobs. Sucking her white thighs as she moans give me ..Mmm……Fuck me.Then one day I send her the photos of me swimming. I have an average body. But a hell of a 7and 1/2 inch tool. Then one of those photos I was wearing a white bath towel. But my tool was quite hard and pointed out of towel but it was not fully exposed. She noticed it. Asked me whether I jerk off. I gathered all my. And a greeting card, hand-addressed to her. That always catches one’s attention, right? She sat down at the kitchen table and slid her fingers under the flap to open it. The front of the card was illustrated with a clothesline pinned with panties hung out to dry. Inside it read, “Sometimes the best days are spent without panties.” Leigh’s eyes widened as she opened and read the handwritten note:“My guess is that, at some point, you’ve masturbated while fantasizing about me. I’ve certainly. ”“Then I shall be Franz to you, if you wish, and we shall proceed happily. Thank you for calling.”“I’m visiting my parents, a few miles north of Sheffield. I thought I’d ring and see when you’d like to meet me ... Franz.”“Oh, that is very good! Could you come this morning? I don’t want to put you out.”“Not a problem. I’ll be on a motorbike. What time?”“Just ask for me when you arrive. What is your preference in beverage?”“Oh, coffee is always good. Black.”“Excellent. I’ll see you later this.