Jessica shook her head."No." Well you should," he said. "Just think of the body you'd have- nice, firm breasts to suck on while I fucked you, shapelyh...ps, soft skin. Mmmm."Alan shuddered on the sofa from the thought."I'd love to see you in a bikini." That would be nice," admitted Jessica, wildly imagining thepossibilities."Well, why don't you go see a doctor and find out more about allthis. It would be a terrible waste if you didn't do it - you'rejust too damn foxy not to!"After Jessica said. I never was too nosey to see what was going on.One evening I was trying to get some sleep as I work 3rd shift and still had a couple of hours left to sleep. It was about 6pm and and a loud thud woke me. I went through the house and no one was home at my place. My wife was out with her mother shopping at the local mall. So I thought it was nothing and went back to bed. As I laid down I started hearing what I thought were moans. I was a bit confused, not sure where they were coming from. It had. Growing up, Ginger had always been a white cotton sort of woman. I used to tease her about her utilitarian undies to defuse the embarrassment while folding laundry. Tonight, however, instead of pantyhose, she wore sheer black silk stockings, attached to a lacy black garter belt, which snuggled close to a tiny crimson thong. Ginger smiled up at me. “That looks really tasty,” she said, almost as if she hadn’t just licked my cock in the kitchen. She sat up, balancing on an elbow and then took my. "No that's okay. I'll wait until we can be alone," she replied, hoping that Cricket wouldn't go too far. She knew that Shawn didn't know who he was talking too, but still..."Hey, I told ya that is some fine shit you got there girl. You sure ya don't want ta give my man Shawn here a little sample of that fine assed pussy of yers?"The thought of Shawn sitting there next to Cricket hearing the conversation started to turn her on in spite of herself, and she found herself saying, "Yeah, you'd like.