It took another few minutes before she crashed the car and left us both piled up in a wet mess. God I love women drivers. ... We finally decided to meet the next day at noon at The Pantry for a cup of coffee. I told her that I'd be wearing a green John Deere baseball cap. She said she'd be wearing a large bra and a matching belly. Then she started what had become our goodnight. “When we go home I lie in bed and put my fingers in my pussy and my mouth and my butt and imagine you touching me all over and fucking me however you want to and calling me your dirty little whore and...” she had been talking faster and faster and I'd stopped listening and I moved my hand down her body and under her skirt where her thighs felt so soft and smooth against my rough hands. My other hand cupped her cheek and my thumb brushed against her full lips. She hungrily opened her mouth and. "Bugger! I was just starting to enjoy that when your damned sister poked her nose in. There won't be another chance to get together now either." Mary-Anne had been enjoying our play and investigation just as much as me. "I'll need to give myself a climax tonight after that. Do you masturbate very often? I'd have loved to see you doing it and let you see me. I wish I was staying another night."I was flabbergasted at her frankness and extremely excited at the thought of seeing her playing with. We had a maid who had been for about 6 years. She was perfect in physic. I was 27years then still unmarried. You can imagine how I must have suffered from sexual passions at that age. My sister was not married then and obviously I couldn’t get married. I am a good looking guy but I am not very good at tackling girls. That was the reason I couldn’t find a sexual partner. Sometimes my friends gave me the phone numbers of prostitutes. But I never wanted to go to them because they come just for.