The pictures were clearly taken from porn sites. They were too perfect and not what he was looking for. The automatic replies were fun enough, but he ...anted, no, needed this to happen. This was his redemption.He had a frog in his throat when the one email that followed directions actually hit his inbox. He almost did not want to open it because there was only so much one could take before having to give up everything and just say that Craigslist was bullshit.It was not that long of an email,. Looking at my watch,five twenty-four, the next twenty-two hours and thirty-six minutes would not go by fast enough in my mind. She rings off and this time i do drop the phone and rush to my portfolio to show her what i consider to be some of my best work.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ten after four finds me outside his studio,questioning what I was about to get myself into. Summing up my courage I walk. I went downstairs to look for my mom but she was nowhere to be seen. I checked in the living room, the kitchen, the dining room, the game room, and in the rest of the house. I thought that maybe she was outside but then I saw her walk in through the front down with her boss, Mrs. Jones. Mrs. Jones was a very attractive woman. She stood at five feet, six inches. She was a blond with massive breasts and a huge ass. She was wearing a small skirt and a tight shirt. She also had on glasses and. I pulled the panties up and the gusset went into my bum crack separating the hemispheres of my pink arse. My cock was pulling the panties tighter and I had to bring it out to release the tension. My cock was wet and I noticed a damp stain on the panties. I rubbed the pre-cum over the red tip of my cock. I'd just statrted stroking slowly when there was a knock at the door. 'Shit!' I'd forgotten that I'd agreed to host a meeting with the other leasebolders in our block of 4 flats. I hurriedly put.