I must’ve jacked-off a thousand times, thinking about what happened.I have got to see those pictures. I can’t stop thinking about them. I have to ...ee them. But she doesn’t have them. I pestered her for a year about asking Anthony for them. I think I was prodding her to get in touch with Anthony because I am secretly hoping she’ll fuck him again.Eventually, I wore her down and she got in touch with Anthony. She explained to him that her husband of 15 years wants to see those nasty sex pictures.. Jen seemed spent. I just lay there looking up at her ceiling. Jen rolled over on her side sweating. She had an excited look and thanked me. She kissed me on the lips then jumped up gathered her clothes and went to the bathroom. I heard her turn the shower on and for a split second, I thought of joining her but decided to just fall asleep. Jen didn't wake me instead she had slept on the couch in the living room. She later explained that since I was naked and she didn't have any protection that. And don't worry I won't say anything." I could hardly believe my ears. My eyes were glued to her scanning her nakedness. "Do you like my body? You haven't stopped looking at me for even a second since I walked in." I tried to think what to say for a moment. "Well yes Donna I like your body very much. You are very beautiful, I'm sorry for staring, I can't help myself." She laughed and said "That's OK, I'm used to people looking at me in the nude when I'm at the beach. I like seeing how fast men. Then, with my willy still in her mouth she reached down to the side of the panties and I realised the ribbons on the side were being undone and the panty fronts and backs fell away across my face! Now the panties were off and her intimate places were naked and available. But my view was obscured by the panties. She reached down and, rather than pulling the panties off, she surprised my by just turning them over, so that the panty-gusset that had been nestling all day against her front-bottom.