A female’s rear view has always made my heart sing and my mouth water. The Internet has also given me some voyeuristic satisfaction of that view too...I guess men through the ages have enjoyed such a pleasurable sight insuring the forward part of woman’s hips naturally dip down just enough so that view from behind is possible. I chalk that up as a win for evolution. If you don’t happen to believe in evolution that’s OK. Just chalk it up, that view, as a great benefit to the male of the human. "We missed ya after ya left so me and my man, Shawn, here decided ta come by and see whatchu was up to."Shawn seemed content to let Cricket do all of the talking for the moment, though he did shoot Sheryl an apologetic glance along with a half shrug of his shoulders as if to say, he was sorry and that it was all Cricket's idea.Sheryl answered with a momentary tight lipped stare to show her annoyance with him. She wasn't annoyed that he showed up unannounced with Cricket, though. She was annoyed. I could never be unfaithful to my husband." Peg practically yelled."We're not doing anything wrong. I'm only relaxing you and giving you a tongue massage. How could receiving a massage be unfaithful? I'm your friend. I would never do anything to hurt you or Paul. Your headache is gone, and soon your body will be free of tension or pain." Ron lied again."Well, I guess it's okay. I know you're Paul's good friend from school and would do nothing to hurt me." Peg reasoned. She had never had a. He kicked off each of his loafers at the same time grabbing the front of my trench coat in his big hand. “Take the fucking coat off slut and let’s have a look.”I couldn’t help looking Sam up and down admiring his muscular body especially that long snake down his leg“My name is Joan.” I answered and began to unbutton my trench coat. I began from the top button, just below my neck and worked slowly down to last button below my knees.“I didn’t ask for a fucking strip show. Get to it and take.