At that point I exploded in orgasm so bad that my knees buckled and I found myself recovering from an extremely intense orgasm in the same kneeling po...ition as the picture. I thought to myself, 'you are sick, what are you doing?' Getting up, I realized I had to change my panties and clean myself off. The only clean white panties I had were the original ones I'd bought at Victoria's Secret, the same panties that matched the drawing. Finally I pulled the dress on and got into my heels. I put on. He asked for heterosexual, and I obliged. Queuing up a previously-viewed video, we relaxed on the sofa. We'd already kicked off shoes and sox, so it broke a bit of ice.As the video began (I knew it would be a hit for him), I watched Fred with my peripheral vision. He was already breathing a bit hard, as he was one of the guys who'd never stepped off the heterosexual line. Between us being alone in my condo, and the performance on the screen, he had his hand on his crotch almost immediately. He. As she rubbed and fingered herself, he stroked his cock. He was so aroused, he knew it wouldn't take much to reach his own climax. He stroked at a pace that would match hers, so he could climax on her face as she came. Her moans got even louder, fingers going deeper. The sheets under her ass were soaked, her aroma filled the air. He took deeper breaths of her smell, stroking more quickly to match her. He watched as her fingers dove deep inside her and the moan was almost a primal scream of. She was an only child, born from fairly well-to-do parents. My own family was more middle class by comparison, and I have a younger sister the same age as Martina, who was now married with a kid of her own. She was from Colorado originally, while I was born and raised in the Los Angeles area. I found out that she had never been married (a fact I found difficult to believe!) but she had been engaged once. Stupid guy! Myself, I hadn't found the girl I wanted to commit to like that yet. As we.