I am not interested in short-term relationships, over-night, or “wham-bam”. I am only interested in long term relationships that may be infrequent...but frequent is of course preferred.I am college educated and I’m not a blond - I’m a fading redhead - so don’t treat me as a blond. I don’t have a webcam and I will not respond to simple one-liners like “How are you doing”…show some intelligence and more important desire – I love things graphic. Being demeaning excites me! Many of you may recognize. Maine ek mast Scott ki pasand ki aur 2 kharid li.Ab bat ayi to maine jan buchakar bola, “Bhabhi mujhe ladies’ panty aur bra bhi chahiye.” To woh has kar boli, “Ha pata hai. Abhi Valentine’s Day hai to achha gift de rahe ho,” kahakar muskurane lagi.Aur boli “Waise sirf gift hi de rahe ho ya kabhi uatari bhi hai uski panty?” Tab hum dono hasne lage. Woh bhi ab khulakar naughty bate karne lagi thi.Tab maine bola, “Aab kya batau bhabhi apko. Nayi nayi friend hai to usko janana pahachanana ismein. ’ Philipa asked as she reached for the chart folder, ‘What was this change and has it been written down?’ ‘No doctor, not yet.’ added Penny, ‘I started cleaning Mr Smith straight away when Nurse Dolly left.’ At a little rise of the doctors eyebrow directed to the nurse, Penny continued, ‘I had noticed a bit of swelling on the patient that seemed to be getting larger and asked Nurse Farthing to confirm if she had noticed this herself. She hadn’t so I was going to note it for future. "Thought you would, Sweetie," she says, her voice now in whisper. "I like it too, you know. Feeling your cock in my fingers is making me... well... it's making me wet..."Unexpectedly, Manda takes my hand in hers."Here, feel for yourself," she says, her voice barely audible.She guides my fingers to her breast. I can make out her nipple, hard and swollen. Then she directs me lower. Across her stomach and into her panties. My fingertips are greeted by a thatch of silky pubic hair. I can visualize.