We should be able to get some good pictures here." Bob posed me in several positions, including sitting on the couch with my legs spread while I mastu...bated. I had not previously realized it, but camera that Bob was using was a Polaroid as he snapped 4 or 5 photos of me. He let them develop and placed them on the coffee table. He and I looked at the photos and he asked me which was my favorite and I told them it was one of me lying on his couch with my cock pointing straight up while I. So it was about quarter to 5 in the morning that I stopped at the bench (earlier than usual, it's usually about 10 to 5) and as usual I put my legs up on the bench and stretch my legs out. But this morning my shorts kept going up my butt and when I did my last stretch the shorts tore...right between my legs. Now I don't put on any knickers when I go out to the gym cause they actually restrict my movement a little, and where my shorts tore there was a clear sight to my vagina. So I decided to. This was a totally new experience for me, being with a woman whose legs were almost as hairy as mine, but as my fingers rubbed and kneaded Becky’s calves I began to think back. I remembered rubbing up against the legs of other women over the years and unless they had just shaved you could feel the coarse stubble when you touched them. A rather unpleasant feeling that was certainly not like this. Becky’s legs, as hairy as they were, were so soft and downy to the touch. Not bad at all, I. " He moved to the bed and pulled the blanket all the way to the end of the bed, uncovering Rebecca's naked body to his gaze. He saw the humiliation on her face as she was forced to show her most intimate charms. "You have such a delightful body and it makes my cock so hard thinking of all the things I will to do it." He looked at her lying there, naked. Her youthful breasts standing firm on her chest, her large, brown nipples already hardening from the air. His gaze moved down her flat stomach.