I found out, the occupants were moving soon and a lot of stuff had gone elsewhere.Upstairs, again no great pictures, sculptures and odd little collect...ons of porcelain you often see on landings. I thought about checking the underwear as I often do, being an inveterate panty sniffer, but she didn’t grab me as sexy or remotely interesting, sex wise, I know you can be wrong judging a book by its cover, but not this time I surmised. The other three bedrooms seemed to be stale and unoccupied, so no. I then found the courage to say “Why don’t you touch it”? She didn’t any more encouragement and reached over and touched the head of his long black pole. She then ran her hand down the shaft and kept on going until she had cupped his balls. They were much larger than mine and she was clearly enjoying toying with them. It took quite a while for her to get enough of that, but eventually she began to stroke his now rock hard cock. I noticed that her fingers could not reach fully around the. I'll just tell her that I got my wires crossed about her, apologise and that'll be it. But if you are right and she has got the hots for me, then it won't matter will it?" OK, and what about when I walk in? It's you she fancies not me. Do you really think she's up for a threesome?" I don't know Annie, I suppose we'll find that out tonight, won't we?"We chatted some more and then I hung up. I had to confess to myself that having a Playboy centrefold under me was a dream shag and one hell of a. She was ashamed that she'd chosen to marry James, to bury her desires and pretend to be someone that she wasn't. Who was she kidding? "What about you?" Rachael said, turning to kiss her, then smiling. "Did my pussy taste as good as it did when we were nineteen?" Better. You're the best fuck of my life, Rach. Hall of Fame. No one has ever come close," Frankie said, moving her hand between Rachael's legs and tenderly stroking her as she nuzzled the back of her neck. "But it's more than that,.