.this shouldwork well." Next as he handed me a girdle. Todd and Dave were reeling withlaughter at every piece Mark held up as I hung my head in shame...."Let'stop that off with this," as he handed me a black knee length skirt with anelastic waist. "And this," putting a white silk blouse on top of the pile."Good thing Mom keeps her extra shoes down here," Mark said as he walkedover to a shelf piled with shoes. "How about these?" Mark handed me a pairof open toed sandals with a 3 1/2 inch heel.. It was hot, and I’m not talking the 105 degrees or so in that musty loft. I’m talking about watching her finger her clit, and rub her breasts at the same time. I’m talking about how erotic it was to stroke myself with her watching and approving.She came first and my god it was a beautiful sight. She just reached out and grabbed my shoulder, her fingers digging into me as her voice rose about three octaves into a high-pitched moan. It didn’t take me much longer until I was about to shoot off.. That’s all that I can recall. Yes, the lusty part of me thinks our embarking in some sort of liaison might be appealing, even fun and pleasurable, but part of me also sees the panorama of things getting dreadful at some point, and it is imperative to me that not happen. Computer play has also been fun and sexy, but as I said, I’ve never had an affair, think a great deal of my wife, Sally, and obviously the idea concerns me on several levels, despite the circumstances I earlier shared with you. He shot thick ropes of cum across the booth. It hit the far wall. I could feel every spurt leave his cock with both of my hands. It was so intense I almost cried. He shot so much cum I couldn’t believe it was possible. I mean all I’ve ever seen was your little squirts of watery discharge. This was cum! Thick, white, powerful cum! I caressed his cock as he shot his load. I rubbed my hand over the head of his cock and felt the powerful cream cover my fingers, thick and sticky. I could smell it.