You were actually thinking about Sally a lot tonight. She was out of town on vacation with her family. As a tease she had text'd you a picture of hers...lf posing in front of a bathroom mirror in just a sexy pink lace bra and panties. You caught a glimpse of someone behind her but couldn't make out who, chalking it up to family--which would have made you chuckle just thinking about the fact your girlfriend had been caught posing like that by her family if the picture had not turned you on so. I shut it off without a thought, hung the shift up on the nearest hook, and watched his eyes. I do believe my nipples grew while he stared.“Not sure I can be much of a judge,” he said. “You’re going to look fabulous in anything or nothing.”I slipped the thong off my hips and let it slide down my legs to the floor. “Nothing it is,” I heard myself say. I glanced in the mirror, saw the full length of my naked body, and his profile on the bench. Somehow, seeing the reflection of the two of us in. "Guess what Jason. I've taken a room with your friend Sheila. She is the nicest person I've met in a long while. Tell me about her." Well, she was a librarian, retired now of course. You probably noticed she is fairly well endowed. Also how she flirts with everyone. She has been like that for three generations of young men, me included. I don't know who coined the phrase 'horny Sheila with the big tits, ' but it has stuck to her. She knows people call her that and it is a term of affection for. “Oh, mom, he gives me the best orgasms I’ve ever had. I mean, like, knock me nearly unconscious with pure pleasure orgasms. And he can eat me and fuck me for hours and hours without either of us getting tired!” Mom was momentarily speechless. Then she said, “He’s really that good?” “Mmmm, yes!” I purred, as I thought back to how hard and deep he always fucks me. “It’s your heritage, you know. From my side of the family.” “Huh? What?” Now it was my turn to be a little bit shocked. “You come from.