“I totally understand. Working up a good sweat makes me hot, too.”Amy blushed, although she was no longer sure if she was embarrassed at having be...n caught or at how accurate that description was. She frowned. “Please, I’ll just go-”The larger woman pouted. She was indeed larger than Amy, by a good six inches and a lot of muscle, but Amy didn’t feel threatened by her. She rather felt the opposite, sort of a matronly vibe, and her imagination tried to suggest things…“Don’t go so soon,” the woman. “How you all had become friends and how you watched them working on his sculptures.” He paused so his words should sink in. I blushed.“Including how much it turned you on,” Larry continued. “But, they also told me how you didn’t give in to your desires. I’ll be honest with you. I don’t know if I would have had your willpower to resist that level of temptation.”I couldn’t look him in the eyes and stared at my hands.“I’m proud that you did resist,” he offered after a few minutes. “That tells me. As I head up the stairs, i'm shaking with anticipation, feeling cock hang low and long. She meets me by the door of her bedroom. She's in black thigh highs, black heels, and black lacy bra. Here I am, only 32 years old and I'm about to give this big brown dick to a woman who is old enough to be my grandmother. We move closer and embrace, our hearts pounding and we're both breathing heavily. I push her onto the bed and immediately she spreads her legs. I bury my face in between her legs and lick. " "Well, I don't know." "I also need her men's shoes, pants and neck size. Hair and eye colorwouldn't hurt. But we might change that anyway. How long is her hair now.And would she want her ears pierced? Plus, does she have a favorite femalesinger?" "May I put you on hold a moment? I'll get the answers you need." Stevie dialed Mark's desk to ask him some of the questions. "Hi, Mark. I'm on the phone with Paul right now. He needs to know yourshoe size, your pants size and your neck size. Oh, and.