In the picture she was wearing a short skirt. Her legs slightly apart and her white panties were just visible.Her message ended by her adding ‘I hop... you don’t think I am too naughty!’Naturally I replied quite quickly, telling Elizabeth that I had enjoyed studying the nice view and No, I didn’t think she was being too naughty as I too enjoy the odd chocolate biscuit.So, as you may imagine we continued to exchange emails on a regular basis. Soon Elizabeth revealed that she was a very respectable. ....., heerlijk ............."Ze vervolgt: "vind je het fijn als ik met je borstjes speel?" Ja......, ja....., natuurlijk......" Binnenkort zal je het nog lekkerder gaan vinden."Kreunend onderga ik dat ze mijn tepels om beurten naar binnen zuigt. Maardan is het afgelopen. Ze bindt mij weer vast aan het bed en laat mij zoachter. Onbevredigd blijf ik achter.Hoofdstuk 6.De volgende morgen maakt zij mij niet direct los. Ze speelt even met mijntepels, maar dan schrik ik. Ze pakt een injectienaald. Using two fingers from each hand,she pulled the panties tight against herself, revealing the outline of her pussy lips. I glanced over at the elderly couple. They had somehow managed to nod off, so I returned to ogling. I smiled a little and nodded to express my appreciation. Now her look seemed to say, 'There, happy now, perv?' The next thing she did surprised me even more. She hitched her skirt upward so it was bunched around her waist. This meant that the hem was now scarcely below her. ‘All right, I suppose this will require a bit of an explanation. I have been divorced for nearly 19 years and I have an 18-year old daughter, her name is Kimberly. I will also say that for the last 16 years of my life, I have been a lesbian. I enjoy the company of beautiful women, several in fact, and have never hidden this from my daughter.’ ‘I see.’ ‘Recently, after a disastrous experience with a former boyfriend, Kimberly has come to the conclusion that she too, might be a lesbian. I’m.