"And it's what makes you more beautiful than other people ... other women. I want to say it's the spark of life, and that you've always had it, and th...t it makes me feel like the last man alive on Earth when you look at me, and that no one ever made me feel like that ever before or since ... and ... that it's the reason I keep walking into this house every day, but really there are a lot of other reasons for that."His hand moved over the scant, black thong to firmly caress the raw, red skin of. ‘Why me?’ I asked Elizabeth in an email.‘Well you seemed fairly harmless and not a threat.’ I was not sure that I felt flattered to be considered to be ‘not a threat, ‘ but hey ho, I was not complaining if it meant occasional glimpses of Elizabeth’s pretty undies.So our emails continued through the year, getting increasingly naughty, exchanging fantasies about masturbation, flashing and Elizabeth’s other secret fetish of tossing men off. Receiving an email from Elizabeth always led to me. Moana loved watching them together. They got off on her watching. He'd mount his partner from behind and she would sit in a chair in front of them, naked and fingering herself while they fucked. It amused her and excited her that they would both lock eyes with her as they got close. She imagined them filling her up with cock, and fingers. Eager mouths on her ample aerolas and rock hard nipples. The sounds of him grunting as her slapped his cock inside her drenched pussy would always push her. I dont usually, she said matter of fact, but Ive never wanked anyone off before either. She gave his bulging trousers a final tantalizing stroke and her Uncle held his breath as the youngster started to open his zipper. She paused and cocked her head enquiringly. You do want me to wank you off dont you? Yes, wank me off. Please wank me off Nastia. Will you promise to behave yourself? Of course I will, you know I wouldnt do anything you didnt want. Nastia pulled a disbelieving face and slowly.