Panting, she grabbed the extension. "You can hang up now, Mr. Hudson. Igot it," she said to Ben over the phone.Ben chuckled to himself, then hung up. ...e turned to his wife. "I'll betthey spend the rest of the night talking on the phone."Ellen smiled. "Yeah, about boys."Ben shook his head. "I'm glad Priscilla's father is paying for thisphone call," he said with obvious relief.When Priscilla heard the click, she heaved a sigh. "Are my parentsaround, Tammy?" No, they went out. Your mother said to. Wow he wasn't wearing any underwear, very encouraging. But what I did see was a massive fleshy belly which hid his pubic area by its huge overhang. Stooping down a bit, I got my first glimpse of his a mass of grey pubic hair. In fact that was all I could see, only hair. I almost thought he didn't have a cock but knew there must be one in there somewhere. Looking up at him again I smiled at him. "Are you OK?" "I think so", he replied hesitantly. Still looking. When I went past the door later, she was trying out some of the outfits she’d bought from Ann Summers. Or rather, I’d bought, sight unseen. Looked ... promising! I figured she’d try one of them out on me later and try to get me to fuck her again without her diaphragm. I decided that if she did, I’d wear a condom anyway.I went outside and did some much-needed maintenance in the garden. When I got back indoors, Lindy was sitting on the kitchen table, wearing a short red dress that unbuttoned down. Its actually kind of funny seeing the two of us together. His tall stature looked so our of place next to my petite frame. After all, he was a whole head taller than me. He often rested his chin on my head. I was only about 5’4 and slim and petite from the years I spent in gymnastics and dance. My thick straight and naturally black hair flowed past my shoulders and covered my firm little breasts. I began to think back about how he’d suck on my erect nipples and flick his tongue over it when out.