I waited to hear Doug go to work. I then took a quick shower, tossed on a black wife beater and some white cargo shorts. I walked barefoot around fron... to my neighbors front door. I dont think since I moved in that I ever walked around to there front door. It was always out back. I slowly knocked on the door. My hands were sweaty. My cock was half hard. A minute passed before my neighbors door opened. Hi Buck! said Tammy. Hey Tammy! How are you? I said. She smiled. Quick come in&hellip,..I. The whole two hour ride over, we both knew we were mainly just going to fuck. I actually thought about pulling over and fucking her a couple of times, but I held out. So we went out to a nice dinner, blah, blah, blah, then back to the hotel. I don't remember much of the details about that night, other than I fucked the shit out of her, then slept naked. The next morning, we showered together, she soaped me down and washed every inch of my body, especially my cock. It was pretty erotic, so we. How he envied their freedom. As the jeep went over bumps in the unpaved streets, he also became very aware of the penis that had always lain between his legs, that basic definition of masculinity that marks us from birth. That it would always be there was something he had always taken for granted. He stuck his hand between his legs to grasp the final memory of how it felt. The next time he felt one it would not be his. He suddenly found himself starting to get aroused, as if his penis was. Then I found some bras, shesva 36 b or c cup, I tried to get some on but very tight then I found a real nice black lacy one that fit, yep I kept it it's one of my faves because it was hers. Another white strapless one was real sexy, I tried it on and ripped it between the cups, oh shit! I put it back hoping she wouldn't notice, but she rarely wears bras anymore so I ended up taking it. In that drawer were some camis and slips to wear under blouses, dresses, I tried to get them to fit, no luck.