I left the room and when to mine were I rubbed my wet drenched pussy to a tremendous orgasm thinking about my Dad's cock in my mouth....Later that eve...ing we were watching TV and flipping the channel's when came across some watered down porn movie.I asked If it turned him on and he said sometime's so I asked if he was hard,I said that I was turned-on and my pussy was wet. He laughed and said I was young to be wet.I said no way ,I reached into my jeans and wiped some juice and showed him.He was. It was 1911 and he became interested in a small firm named Computing Tabulating Recording which would eventually turn into IBM. He bought into this enterprise believing that this company in Endicott, NY and Dayton, Ohio had a great future.His affair with Greta was going well. He had a great fondness for the young woman but didn't believe he loved her. Greta relished in the fact that she was a lady of leisure. After cleaning the apartment every day, she dressed in one of her nicest dresses or. He pulledthe suit up to his collar. sliding his arms in the sleeves of thefuta. wiggling his fingers, his hands and fingernails snapped in, hehad nails that matched his toes. he looked in the mirror again,examining his large breasts and large knob sized nipples. his body--the body of the futa responded accordingly. a wave of movement thruher hips and down to her toes. finally he put on the mask, anddisappeared into the sexy, curvy hourglass shape of the futa suit.Sam took his time sensually. "I don't understand," she said, her face scrunched quizzically. "You knew? And you didn't say anything?" Her eyes blinked rapidly in disbelief. "You didn't confront me or stop me?" She heaved two short breaths. "You - you followed me? Took pictures?" Honey relax, please," he pleaded, smiling to ease her dismay. He felt the trembling in her forearms where he held her, sensed the tension in her body. "Why would I stop you? You're a sexy, sexual creature, and you turn me on to no end; everything.