..and enjoy dressing kinda sexy! I have a very nice wardrobe of enticing clothes...many sheer, skimpy, scoop-necked...and I really love to put them o... every morning, looking at myself in the bathroom mirror and usually fingering my pussy!My lingerie is pretty, too! Mostly white lace, half-bras and thong panties..allowing a good amount of bare flesh to be seen by any onlookers. Especially when I bent over to pick something off a bottom shelf! Cleavage and ass cheeks in full view...almost. The skirt was a little higher but he couldn’t see anything more so he carried on with his work. Then she began breathing harder and emitting the occasional low moan. Ted tried to concentrate on what he was doing. After a short while he lost the battle and looked at her again. She’d slipped her jacket off and her hand, the one nearest him, was rubbing her chest. Whoever she had been exchanging emails with had certainly pressed her hot button, he thought. He could see the blouse change shape as. I got down on my hands and knees, reached back and pull the string of my purple thong to the side and started fingering my ass. Pushing two fingers in and out. I looked back at him. He was sitting there stroking. His cock slippery with my spit. He kneeled behind me and rubbed his cock head against my eager hole before pushing it in. He wasn't big but I loved it anyway. The feeling of a real man using me. Using my faggot hole.Unfortunately the feeling didn't last long. Within three minutes I. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry so he asked her name. ‘Victoria. And you?’ ‘I’m Brian. Thanks for the food, and for filling my water glass five times.’ ‘You’re welcome.’ She turned and walked away. He watched her walk and noticed her beauty and remembered her simple caring. He’d never asked out a stranger before, but then he hadn’t noticed another woman again so quickly after getting his heart broken before. Maybe he could ask her out. No, it wasn’t really his style. He ate his food, stealing.