She appeared, about 5 minutes later, in a short, pink, frilly, nylon dressing gown, with a furry trim, loosely tied at the top, revealing a sheer, sat...n nightie underneath, clinging to her slim figure, and her hard, erect nipples standing out like cigar butts! she was bare foot and had taken her tights off. She sat down demurely, but showing enough of the tops of her thighs to make us gasp in unison!'Right boys, do you have names?' she whispered confidently.'I'm Rick', I blurted out, and this. . I remember Jenny ... I knew your mother ... Not as well as Cas knew ‘er ... But I knew her quite well...” He looks at another image. “Don’t I look young? Still a fat bastard, but a younger not-as-fat bastard!” He laughs to camera.Next, he’s talking to his increasingly emotional young guest, “Your mother was one of the first girls who we let play with Casanova ... She used to work with my wife at Boots the Chemist, and I think she caught my wife developing some pictures after hours – and one. When the bath was filled with warm perfumed water, she helped him stand and make his way across the room. He slipped into the warm water with a sigh. He cock was limp now and retracted against his body. It's pale head barely peaking out from the thick thatch of wiry black hair. He settled back in the tub and motioned for her to join him. Slowly, Sophie lowered herself into the tub, kneeling between his open legs. The water felt deliciously warm and soothing. Ryu watched her as her body. As the room door clicked shut behind us we kissed, in my mind I saw this situation so differently, I saw the door shut and me pushing you up against it, I saw us kissing feverishly whilst stripping each others clothes off. In reality it was so much different but it was so much better, it was slow, soft and sensual, I loved the light teasing kisses as well as the deep passionate ones, I loved planting small butterfly kisses all over your face and neck, feeling you respond by sliding your hand.