It was then I noticed I could see further up her dress and got treated to an eyeful of her ample thighs. She swivelled further round so she could rest...her left leg on my thigh and swung her right leg in my direction. In doing so the hem rode even higher; an opportunity I couldn’t resist to look up her dress again. Aunt Joan wasn’t wearing nylons as I had assumed but tan pantyhose. Her hem had hunched up her thighs such that I could see the edge of a band of darker nylon. I repeated the task and. “Oh my God! Where the fuck have you been!” Cleo, that was name of the jewelry store redhead. Jesus christ was she well built. 5’8’’, curly vivid red hair, long legs and torso, a flat tummy and big tits. Just the hint of freckles and a wide worried frown.“I, uh, I, Hi!”“Hi,” She had stormed into the hallway and smacked him, “You’ve missed everything. Why don’t we have each other on facebook?”“Uh, I got your texts,” He scratched his head as I hurried after them into the store. She was the only. Now he had a chance to do something different and maybe a little crazy, and for once he was going to just go with the flow. Whatever happened, happened. We exchanged a few more emails that night, and by the time we signed off I was feeling better. When I finally got back in bed I was too tired to think any further, and was able to fall asleep quickly. But the next morning I woke up early, with a terrific hardon, so I logged back into the computer and started looking for gay porn sites. The. Then he told me the weirdest yet hottest thing . he said he liked girls a lot, but girls don't like anal very much and if they do there was none who could take his cock, i instantly got turned on my first thought was "i wonder how big his cock is " So i told him i loved to fuck girls, but also i loved to fuck guys and big dicks was the thing i liked the most. i guess he was a bit tipsy and i was super stoned and horny so i really didn't give a fuck, i told him well im home alone why don't you.