30am that morning, i heard Brads car coming up the drive then it stopped away from the house across the lawn where they said their goodbyes,i went in ...o get some coffee for her, Brad was leaving as i went out onto the decking, she was walking across the lawn in just her skimpy top wit her skirt in her hand with a big smile on her face gave me a long lingering kiss gazing into my eyes saying she had a fantastic night & thanking me for allowing her but would tell me in detail later when we were. 'No.' she replied 'just feel a bit silly now for falling in front of you.' Alex laughed and assured her it was okay and told her he could be a massive cluts too. 'Fuck off smartass, I am not a cluts, I mean, I didn,t put the stone there!' Alex raised his eyes from her foot as he smiled at her and they bothe looked at each other as he rubbed any pain away. He could see her nipples pretruding through her thin T shirt and looked away embarased as she realised what he was looking at. 'Looks. ‘No nothing like that, for example, you always wear cardigans. Take it off now and show us just how good they are – Arthur won’t mind, I’m sure. Maud looked at me apprehensively. ‘Yes Maud, that would be ok, but it might get me excited, I must warn you’.With that Maud, took off her dowdy cardigan to reveal those luscious mounds which must have been a good 38D. ‘There, what do you think, Arthur? said Harold, getting more excited. Excellent I commented. The thing was how to move on from there. By. She related her hot adventures in detail, with style and taste, pictures added for instruction!Gothic Girl, Erotic Encounter in Polish PlayboyAround the year 2000, I wrote a number of sexy stories, reports and essays for Playboy Polska.One of the articles in an issue of those days mentioned several interesting sex-blogs in Polish.I tried a few. I only liked Gothic Girl by a smart sexy submisseve student from the South.She contributed several times a week. Soon I awaited eagerly her next erotic.