"I don't have any panties on. I haven't worn any all week, hoping you would call." He stuck his hand down her shorts to verify her claim."I have a lot...of different things I do during the week, Patty. I can't promise I will see you every week. But if you want to fuck tonight, I can take care of that for you."Patty was embarrassed that he would say it like that. It wasn't that she wanted to do that so much as she knew that he expected it of his dates, and she wanted to date him. They drove out to. It all started out simple enough, she would come over when I was at work and do her thing and find things she was looking for. One day I decided to see for myself what she was actually looking at. I checked my history file and saw the regular average site, but one day I did find that she was looking a XXX sites. Nothing too hardcore, but hardcore enough to get a woman excited. Made me wonder if she sat in my chair and masturbated herself as she looked at them. After a few weeks she was coming. He began to fuck her again as his orgasm intensified andMila got in rhythm as he pounded his cock in and out of her until he wasexhausted and lay on top of her panting.Mila lay under him, astounded at the passion they had generated betweenthem. The lust, tempered with tenderness and Peter's newly blossomedadoration.They fell asleep in each other's arms, waking in the early hours toslake their desires again and then fell asleep exhausted.On the journey home they held hands and canoodled in. After a moment he pulls his phone from his pocket and I see his surprise when he opens it. He looks over at me, jaw on the floor. "Holy shit, Jane. Good morning to you, too." I smile and pull my panties to the side before sending another photo. He closes his eyes for a minute after opening the message and he leans back in his seat. "You're gunna kill me..." I slowly slide two fingers in and take a photo, writing, "I wish these were your fingers... xoxo" "Hi, someone at the front desk told me I.