Once you have released me, you continue to hold my eyes with yours while your hand traces the outline of my dick straining to break the constraints of...my clothes. So light is your touch that it is barely felt. Not once do your eyes break its bonds on mine.Still motionless, I stand there and feel the heat of the moment and enjoy the torment you're inflicting, afraid to move as it might end the situation. You move towards me again, lean in and ask me "do you want me to control another man like. He turned around and hugged me too. I moved my face in front of his face and tried to kiss his lips but he stopped me.He said we should not be doing so and said it is not right. I asked him what is wrong in it. He said he can’t cheat Varsha. I said it is not cheating as I know he also still loves me. He said he loves me but can’t do anything about it as we are married to different people. I pushed myself on him and hugged him tightly.He hugged me back and kept on saying we should not be doing. The final shot in that series of ten, was a picture of everything she had on before she left. I enlarged the picture that had her underwear laid over the dress just where they would be when she had them on. The brief panties couldn’t quite qualify as a thong, there was too much material in the back. The small satin garment was the same deep red as the dress. There was no bra in any picture.Following that first set of images were selfies that my sister took as she got ready for her date. I had. My dad had done some extensive remodeling, paneling the inside and putting on a new copper roof. I had added a tank next to the parking area and reworked the pipes to drain into the tank. When needed a truck would come in and drain the waste water. There had been an outhouse for many years, rebuilt every so often as needed. The other thing I had done was install a drum privy. It's like an outhouse but comes with a removable fiberglass storage tank. The entire setup comes as a unit and the.