"If you want, I can be quiet, I'll do it in the shower or something."Kevin nearly came thinking about her in the shower. "No! No, not at all, no nee... to be quiet. I do- Uhm, I do like listening to you. Is that okay?" "Oh, absolutely sweetie. Absolutely. I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable. I mean, we could be a lot more comfortable with each other around here if you want. Your sister moved out more than a year ago, so, it could just be our thing. No one else would have to. Pictures of cocks with come spattered over pictures of women's faces. My God, a picture of her! An old one, she was about 20 in it. Next to it, a pair of her knickers, and two cocks being wanked over her picture and knickers. A strange mixture of revulsion and excitement ran through her brain. “The dirty old bastard! He's given someone a picture of me to wank over!” The frozen fascination continued as she looked at photos of men in basques and stockings wanking each other, a photo of a smart. ' she said and pushed me towards the bed, I sat there on the edge of my bed and Sofie took of her shirt, her bra was taken off just as quickly, unvealing two delicious boobies, a nice handfull, just like I predicted, with small dark nipples that were erect, she had a nice flat stomach where you could even see the contours of her abs. She knelt between my legs, her hands slid over my legs towards my crotch where they opened my belt and pants with a little effort. She got my dick out without any. Friendship was good, but the sex was non-existent. They were like friends with no benefits. His gaze followed the sound of the heels. She was blonde, a little over five-foot-six inches, he guessed. Stunning would be the word to describe her. She was clad in a tight, red, sleeveless dress that left little to the imagination. It clung to her voluptuous frame like a second skin. Tom could see every curve and he liked what he saw. Her full B-cup breasts jiggled with every step she took. She.