All I could think of was this is gonna be such a great change. Bravely I walked back into the room hear her whistle at me; which made me blush. "Like ...hat you see?" "Heck ya," she said while grabbing her tits and licking her lips. Perve I said laughing, walking to the kitchen. When I came back, Jen had gotten out of her jeans, shirt and bra and was wearing a blue thong. "Comfy," I said? "Hot and horny mostly." "Mmmmm, I bet, I can see how wet your panties are." Running a hand over her thong,. I knew I looked good—well and hard muscled. I took off my jeans and folded them neatly too. My aching cock showed clearly through my underwear. I could see her staring at it. I could feel its tip peaking out of my waistband, and with Barbara waiting submissively, with her arms outstretched and her legs parted, it was all I could do not to rip her clothes off and force my prick into her and fuck the consequences. But that was fantasy. Force is something I would never do. I’d sooner die. Until it gradually fades away. One midweek day I was at the bank when the megrims hit. It was a hot, sultry June day, with rain not far away, and I was working through the early morning on a complicated transaction to buy dyestuffs from Germany for a large hosiery manufactury in Nottingham. The problem was to avoid paying three separate customs dues between Leipzig and Antwerp, and I was casting around for solutions. As I worked I could feel the tension grow in the back of my neck, and a band. RAHUL and I still had our clothes on and decided that was to much clothing. So we both stripped down to nothing and lay on the bed beside NILIMA. We were laying there rubbing her breast and both of us too a breast into our mouth and started sucking and playing with them. RAHUL continued to suck and ran his hand down her body to her pussy and started rubbing her clit and playing with it while he sucked her breast. I was sucking on her breast ,holding it with one hand as I ran my tongue around.