I phoned old tom regarding his invitation since my last visit a week ago and he replied to pop over as he was a loose end and he would leave the front...door on the latch. The front door to toms place was on the latch as mentioned but I locked it on entering and made my way to the living room where a fresh cup of tea and biscuits was waiting for me where I had sat the previous week and tom was sitting in his own arm chair dressed in a pencil skirt, satin blouse and seamed stockings with 4". . Well, made me kinda wish I had penned my will and final testimony. Still, what a way to go out? Come on, better than a failing liver, which was my only alternative. Now, I know Guinevere has a reputation for owning a nice set of tits. But compare her to Rosie, and poor Guinevere could hide two beer kegs under her top and still appear as flat chested as a ballerina with an eating disorder. Rosie jumped on the end of the bed, catapulting me into mid air. She then caught me before I hit the. Aren't you?"Of course I bloody wasn't, I didn't even have my bag on me but instead of pointing out this fact, I just shook my head."Do you have anything better we can do?"He had this weird look on his face, kind of a half leer, half grin. I tried to ignore it but I can't admit it was something I was used to. Guys generally didn't look at me, well, if they did, I wasn't aware of it. I wasn't bad looking, just so incredibly shy that people barely noticed me. I had dark brown hair, long and it. . – And I touched her hand with my lips softly.- How nice!..- Did you like my kiss, I hope?- Oh, is it a kiss? – Martha blushed and pulled me to her.It may sound vulgar but as soon as my lips joined with hers my hands started caressing her shoulders, arms, back…- You’re so hot!!!The woman undid the upper button of the blouse with a smile. My fingers slid to her bust and a minute later I was kissing her nipples. And in five more minutes we were on the bed both naked. I was pawing her half-dried.