Mmmmmm how good it feels. I've taken my time but my cock is already approaching the moment. Slowly ... and I control myself ... and I continue with th... story.Still hypnotized by the view standing before him, his mast almost completely vertical, thick and firm. The image of his friend is too much to endure. His friend turns but with soap in his eyes, now his cock is in sight. It is long and thick, with his ball sack large that surely have significant weight to them. The friend lowers his hands. The silence was thick; he decided to be the one to break it."How are you, Mrs... er, Elizabeth?" I ignored the question."Ginny tells me that you're a virile young man."He blushed, shrugged."How do you do with the girls, Ryan?" OK, I guess." He looked confused. Did I not know 'everything'?"Do you have much experience with women older than you?"He just turned beet red; he had no answer."Any as old as me?"Again silence, but this time his eyes widened like saucers."Let's have a look at what you've. I also asked about the stories that particularly turned her and Tom on, and was surprised by the reply “no10 Sussex wife”, and a section or two of both “no3 dairy conversion” and “no4 the homestead!” Both of which had deleted as my style now had made them outdated I thought [AND ARE IN MY RESERVE LIST.]I quickly realised that the common denominator was the heroine had been branded in each of these stories. To be honest I couldn’t believe it of her, her having such a flawless body, so he next. “Lonely” I grinned back at her and patted the empty part of the bed, “I thought you’d left me” I mocked heart break.She smiled and let the towel fall, in the light of day I found her even more beautiful than the night before. Without her butch clothes my prejudices were proven to be c***dish and I just admired her perfectly gorgeous body. Her skin was incredibly smooth over her toned body. I admired her small but very pert breasts, her nipples so lightly coloured that they were almost the same.