..*Flash*I started to pull the thong down over her sexy arse. Her head was looking down. 'Look at the camera Mom, try to look slutty'. The thong slipp...d from her arse-crack, exposing first her little arsehole, then the pink glory of her pussy, with it's light covering of sexy brown hair.*Flash*I pulled the thong down to her knees, where it was stretched between them, and left it there. Looking right at her pussy, I could see it was wet, very wet, with her lips standing out. God it looked. Though she had no idea how big this guy really was, but by the way he stretched her he had to be huge. She knew she had never seen a man this big before, but she had seen pictures. When he slipped into her this time she felt several inches worth enter her. By now she knew he couldn’t be any thicker, but she had no way of knowing how much longer he was. Her body was so sensitive that every movement produced a tremor. In fact, she could no longer tell where one ended and the next began. As. What was funny is that another real twangy tune was in my head the whole time I was finishing this piece.I was hungry, so I went inside and found Sharon in my office. I told her we needed to get to the patio if we wanted lunch over there. Sharon asked me what I had been doing in the studio this morning. I told her, "I had some music in my head that I wanted to get on paper. It came out pretty well."Sharon asked, "I'll come out after lunch and you can play it for me. Is it blues like you usually. No way hes right. I just cant divorce her on what could very well be and is most likely the wrong person. Ill just go to this address and see if shes there. If she is then I would have to guess the report is true. Guess Ill find out in a bit. Jack then proceeds to pack up his stuff. Not that hes been around long enough to unpack it all. He proceeds to check out of his hotel figuring either way hes not going to be back. Jack gets into his rental, enters the address into the navigation and is off.