He laughed and leaned in to speak into my ear, "Thanks for speeding up the line in the men's bathroom." I gave him a broad smile as he backed away to ...ook at my response. We didn't high-five just clinked our beer bottles. He did something that seemed strange but evocative: he slid the neck of his beer bottle as he pulled it away sliding it up against the neck of my beer bottle and toward his embrasured lips. He quaffed the golden brew and smacked his lips with pleasure. The twinkle in his eyes. When I returned she was gone, was it an over active imagination? Or did I really see a sexy vision of loveliness?What if she had seen me? Remembering I was in my usual state of undress when alone in the house, would she be disgusted and never speak to me again, accusing me of being a peeping tom! There is a voyeuristic side of me that enjoys the glimpse of exposed female lingerie and flesh in private or in public. There is also a part of me that enjoys being nude in my own home.I went to bed. ----The morning after, as promised, I brought my laptop and books togetherwith me to meet Linda and stay with her: I rang her bell, she came toopen the door and meet me. "Good morning Linda," she said.She was wearing her pink robe, probably she just had a shower. "Linda,"she started, "please undress yourself and have a shower, I left yourclothes upstairs in your room. When you're ready please do your nailsand makeup, I'll come and wear your Jacob clothes meanwhile, then I'llwait for your. It had been three years since she was properly fucked and the wait was excruciating for her. She jerked him once, getting the feel of his large, albeit shrinking cock. The fact that it was her daughter's cunt juice that was smearing on her hand excited her further."Oh yes." She breathed. "Finally a real cock." She looked up at him lustily before globbing it all down in one go.She was an expert in blow job, Harry had to admit. She licked him sloppily, cleaning his cock and then coating it in his.