She asked if I was wearing underwear. I told her I am surprised she did not know when I am going to have sex I do not wear underwear and told her I am...not wearing any. I also noticed how big her tits looked under her housecoat. I leaned back which my hard cock more prominent and really stretched my shorts. The outline of the head of my cock was also showing. I asked her if she had any underwear on. She smiled and stood up, undid her housecoat, pulled it open and said see for yourself. She was. They clung to me like a pair of Daisy Dukes, so tight I could not manage to fasten the snap at the waist, I only manage to pull the zipper half way up. Willie did not provide me with a shirt so I sat with the shorts on as Willie fumbled around in the back of the house. House is a stretch, it was a four room apartment, rather crowed with furniture and clothes. When Willie finally did make his entrance I was shocked to see that all he had on was an oversize t-shirt. Willie assured me that our. On one of these occasions as Rose and I were getting off the train in the evening I tried speaking with her and we walked to the parking lot together,as we approached I asked Rose if she wanted to sit in my car with me for a few minutes while she waited for her husband to arrive.We sat in the car casually speaking about nothing in particular, what town she and her husband lived in ,where her k**s went to school etc When in the middle of our conversation she says to me ‘Okay take it out’ I said. ‘Lie down on the bed and spread your legs.’ I obeyed, but he didn’t have to tell me what to do with my fingers. I was already soaking wet by the time he set the camcorder on the bedside table facing me. He got on his knees before me and stroked himself as I did the same. ‘Are we going to have sex?’ I asked between moans. ‘No. Today is merely a joint masturbation session. You’ll enjoy it.’ We continued this … slow race if you will, for about five minutes until Michael got up from the bed and.