I was already hard at just the thought of playing with these delights. I unzipped my jeans and my cock sprang out. I knelt down in front o... the hamper and layed the black thong on the floor. I wrapped the satin knickers around my stiff cock. I slowly started rubbing my cock with the smooth satin crotch of Jayne’s panties. I quickened my pace as soon as soon as the scent of Jayne’s sex filled my head the pink panties. Just as I got in to full swing I heard. I made a comment about how I like eating pussy and she hung up the phone. I was thinking to myself that she must not be into that. I looked down at my phone and I got three photos. These photos consisted of an ass, pussy, and tit shot. Now it is my turn so I sent a photo of my dick of course, and she asked me what it would take for her to feel it. I invited her over, there was one thing. She lived 2 hours away, however she was on the hunt and my dick was the prey. I took Ambien an hour before I. Just big tits, sorry.I’m working on Christine-2 in my office and when the lady’s around I switch to another tab and look like I’m reading some shit. She was just behind me reading the article (something on Ben Laden or other) when she notices the tabs at the top. This one says : “Discussing Erotic Short Stories”.“Oh so THAT’S what you do when you’re not working is it?” Laughing out loud. “Well some times, in fact I’m writing a series right now, it’s called Aunt Christine”“Can I read it.”“Well. He had stopped answering her calls, and she didn’t want to have the conversation over text. “Aarrhh!” Her frustrations boiled to the surface. “Think woman. There’s got to be a way. I… I can’t let him win this battle.” She opened up the messenger app on her phone, and seeing Bradley’s smug smile on his profile picture only infuriated her further. She pressed record on the voice message option. “I know you think you’re winning, but I’m stronger than you think. I don’t roll over that easy.” She.