They were chuckling and making lurid comments, out of earshot of Mrs. Brown thank goodness. They were soon joined by two young girls of similar age, w...o promptly grabbed each guy by the arm, and dragged them off.I grabbed a coffee and sat a couple of tables away, giving me an excellent view between her legs. Mrs. Brown smiled, a friendly smile that garnered hope, hope that she did not mind me looking.She now widened her knees, allowing an even better view of her black, sheer lace panties she. ..'Flat on your back, legs up in the air, bent at the knees and spread those gorgeous legs wide so Charles can get his cock in deep!' You turn to face the bed and away from them seeing your face...your breathing quickens...you're rationalising this now...nervously, excitedly, and so turned on...you've just agreed to let a total stranger to fill your cunt with his hot spunk! His huge, full, fertile balls will dump his load deep into your willing tight little pussy...and Jamie is totally loving. What she wouldn’t do, however, is discuss what was happening. Each time I tried to broach the subject she would walk away or cut the conversation off. Things began to change on the Saturday night, when Jenny crept into my bedroom after everyone was in bed. “Oh, you poor thing,” she said. “You must have had a raging hard-on all day and I’ve not been able to help you.” Of course, Jenny was right, with our parents in the house, there had been no chance for relief. I flicked on the table lamp. I tried looking at her objectively, as a man might in seeing what there was to admire in her. But that didn't feel right. I tried looking at myself in the mirror as if this was my own body. I tried a technique I had used with my patients. I spoke as her into the mirror, what I thought she might say to herself. "If I lost some weight, gave up cigarettes, and started eating right, I could be beautiful again." I spoke the words aloud to myself while looking into my eyes in the mirror. .