.. leave your door open...-Oh fuck, yes, OK, I have some new toys I bought in the city this week...-Get them out then... oh and by the way, I'm bri...ging a friend...-What...? She said, -What friend?-Never you mind, just be ready.Lynsey showed up wearing a flowery short summer dress and kitten heels, very demure, and what I thought were natural coloured stockings but turned out to be pantyhose. A fact I found on the drive to Jo's when I felt up her leg to a handful of gusset. She smiled. He had fought in the Pacific theater during the last days of WWII, had been wounded on Okinawa, and spent the rest of his time in Army hospitals. He came back and served for the remainder of the Korean Conflict, as the politicians called it. To him and all the others, IT had been a war. He had decided to go to schools every time he was able, and qualified.He went to "Jump School", and soon after, to "Ranger Training." He went home on furlough, what the Army called a vacation, and met his wife. Large.I have a small waist and according to others a nice, round ass. My breasts fit well into the C-cup bras that I wear.Currently I have medium length hair that I wear in my natural blonde color. Although everyone says that I look nice, I find myself very common. And because of my shyness, I am an unnoticed person.I was raised in a small village somewhere in the Netherlands. A small neighborhood of about 80 houses and farms around the church. And with about 500 strict Calvinist inhabitants.. . then my Mrs carried on playing for the business man, and I don't think he could take anymore, as he threw the paper on the seat next to him, and shot his load all over the seat opposite him, while my Mrs opened her mouth wide, so he could imagine shooting in her mouth and visa versa, it was lucky nobody was sitting there, because they would of been covered!!... and then my Mrs winked at him as he put his semi-hard cock back into his trousers... Mrs then caught glimpse of my cock twitch, and.