The man was 30 minutes late already. Of course, he was flying in from France via New York and airlines weren’t necessarily the best at keeping to sc...edule.Grumbling, he said, “It’s hot as hell out here.”It was another quarter hour before a car pulled up in front of the house. Dr. Ellis, the professor who was sponsoring this visit, got out from the drivers side and a young man boiled out of the passenger side. The man looked about 30 or so. Tim was expecting someone a little older.“Let me get. I enjoyed walking past his & mums always open bedroom doorway on my way to the bathroom knowing he was watching me in my skimpy white undies & a small crop top that exposed just the bottoms of my milky white breasts with material so flimsy my nipples would stick out almost through it.Part 1 of my plan was successful, I called it "The Preliminary Cock Teasing Stage".Part 2 of my plan, which I called the " Stand Erect & at Attention Stage" occurred when mum stayed away one night with a friend,. He walked into the living room with a lit bong. After a couple of powerful tokes, he took my hand and led me to the bathroom. ‘I have to pee, too. I’ll wait. Go ahead.’ I went to unzip but he was still standing in the doorway, toking. ‘Is it okay if I watch? I want to see your equipment.’ I smiled, unzipped and held my meat toward the bowl. ‘Ohh, Raymond, what a lovely dick you have. It’s very pretty. Let me see it.’ I pulled out my ball sac and continued to piss. When I finished, I shook it a. I had her return to the first picture we enlarged and pointed to the pussy, “That’s not me. I mean the face is me but that body isn’t. Especially that pussy. This is photoshopped.”“What? Are you sure? These pictures look pretty real to me,” Bree stated.I rolled my eyes and said, “You’ve had sex with me before. Do you remember me having a clit ring? Or even that tattoo?”Bree looked confused, “Tattoo and a clit ring?” she mouthed. Then she looked through the photos. Not just the ones from this.