.." It was my turn to be sceptical. "...you believe me?That easily?" Yep," she said matter-of-factly, grabbing a couple of bottles from thefridge fill...d with cola. I eyed her suspiciously. "Okay, then the obvious question being...why?I could have just told you this was an elaborate disguise and I'mactually the six-fingered man who killed your father." The Princess Bride joke helps," she said, setting one of the bottlesdown infront of me. "But I've heard about Lust before."I eyed her cautiously,. The dresses showed off her figure nicely, and Josh had often imagined her in his bed. And now his time would come. Had they done it on the next park bench, Josh may not have seen it, but the park lamps had helped, allowing him to see everything clearly.Using the new email address, Josh wrote his letter, and included the picture that showed Linda with her head back, her eyes closed, and her mouth open, while Bobby’s face showed clearly he was ball deep in her, and shooting his load deep into her. “Why don’t you take off some of those clothes you’re wearing?”I kicked off my loafers, unbuckled my belt, then unzipped my pants and took them off. Finally I took my shirt off. I sat down wearing only my jockey shorts and an erection.“I see you’re enjoying the show already.” She said with a giggle she walked across the room to the couch. She placed one hand on each of the arms and bent forward. “Do you like hanging breasts? Do you like my English titties?”“Yes and yours are very beautiful.”“Why. Jean knew this time was coming but now it was set she felt even more nervous. After being caught in his room prying through his private things and being made to pose topless for him she had wondered what he would do next time. He had massaged her breasts which had been quite pleasant despite her fear. In fact she had thought of little else in the following days,and found the memory exciting. She had even walked around her room topless to recreate the feeling and found it felt pleasant.