"With that he threw the blankets back, stripped his boxer-briefs off with one quick motion, spread his legs and started seriously stroking his 7 inch,...up-curved cock. I didn't need any more of an invitation than that, and I shucked my shorts off and started working my 7 incher as well. We were both hard, stroking, and leaking precum, turned on by both the video and the close proximity to each other masturbating. We both started by stroking quickly, but then relaxed into a more casual rhythm. Of. All of this was rounded out by shiny red pumps, with nostockings. I was trying to play the part of a writer oftitillating erotica out to meet her fans. It was a bit likedressing up for the prom.So now I've driven all afternoon. Fortunately, the weathertoday was warm enough so that I could drive with the topdown on my Miata. It felt great to let my blond hair streamout behind me, and the wind blew into the top of my dress,sort of inflating it and pulling it away from my chest. Thebreezes whipped. I want you to put your penis back in your pants, and leave. I will forget all this happened and we will move on from here.”He slowly shook his head. “That’s impossible.”“What is?”“That you forget what you just saw. When you go home my cock will be on your mind, in your dreams and you won’t be able to live a normal life until you have tried it. I know, because the same happened to Ms. Johnson, the music teacher, and to Mrs. Larsson down at the gym. They all saw it, and then came back for. I invited afew guys working in my construction company over towatch Sunday Night Baseball. We had lots of beerstockpiled and although it was raining hard, I had thewindows open. I like hot, humid weather and love thesound of falling rain. I must say I often admire mywife looks, but when it’s hot outside, she seems tolook better. Just a little wet glimmer on her face. Sarah, my wife, was keeping everyone well stocked withbeer and snacks. She looked great in her tight cutoffs,tits bouncing.