' I added.He looked at me, then out of the window. It was a large window in the livingroom, facing across a small garden outside, and onto a cul-de-sa..., probably contemplating our discussion and the direction it had taken.'Well, what exactly is it you want to see?' he enquired, trying to understand the conversation we wer having.'You're penis' I replied, simply.'I would do the same for you!' I blurted out, not really thinking that through. Again, I got a quizzical gaze, and could see him. Worse, she could feel her bald pussy was almost bubbling over with excitement. Her panties had given up trying to contain her slippery oils and she wondered how long it would be before her thighs would be wet. That would be embarrassing. Plus, it was a hot day, and while the walk in the woods here wasn’t overly taxing, she was betting she’d be able to smell her excitement if she stopped and lifted her skirt. More embarrassment.Sometimes it really sucked that being embarrassed was such a huge. As they went, Gail nestled her head in his neck and her fingers ran through his hair. ‘This is what I need,’ she thought, ‘John will make love to me and make me forget the awful things that happened and those two horrid men.’ When they reached the bedroom, John stood Gail on her feet and they kissed again. Once more, he discovered the wonder of stripping her clothes from her lovely body. Before long, they were lying naked on the bed. The caress of Gail’s bare, warm flesh against his was so. " "I want you, in a little while, to go to our friend's house, knock on their door, and go in, and sit there, visiting with them, completely naked the whole time. There will be three and maybe four women, two in their middle ages, one quite elderly, and possibly one that is closer to MY age. SHE looks much younger to me, than she really is. SHE will, quite possibly, offer help on your make up. She is an Airline Hostess, or Steward, as they are known, now. There will be an, elderly man there,.