I was shocked that I wasn't shocked and I felt an immediate swelling in my pants. He said "That's not fair. Showing your tits isn't the same." I chime... in " He's right. If he's going to show you his cock you should show him your pussy." My dick got harder. We went back and forth for a few minutes and somehow ended up agreeing that we'd put in a porn and all get naked. I watched his mouth water as she slowly took off her top and jeans. Standing in front of him and me in a lacy, matching thong. “Maarten! Wait up!”He made a ‘no need to rush’ gesture with his hands and went back inside. When I walked in the door he pointed at the shutter control buttons from behind the bar. I pressed the red one, with the downward arrow. There was nobody else in the cafe, but it smelled great.“Well well well, there he is again! The newspapers are still the same, you know. I only get them twice a week, when the flight from Brussels comes in.”“But did you run out of coffee?” I asked, settling in next to. I look closely and I can see the W of your crotch, a slight mound in the middle, were you not wearing panties? You had started off with a jumper on, but, as we worked harder it got hotter so you had taken it off and were now stood in a camisole type top. Your muscular arms, strong but not masculine, held 2 cans. I went to take one and could see that the silky material of your top was clinging to your nipples, making the stand out erect, like 2 not so little peanuts. Your long light brown hair. "Watch your cussin' and besides," he looked at me and winked, "I was supervising." I bet," I said with my mouth full and David was shaking his head. It was nice to be home, I thought."Anyway, gonna be some 20 foot by 13 or so, so you got a lot of room in there. Gonna put a big bay window where those old doors were and a little closet and a little bathroom." Okay, that'll be nice," I smiled, it sounded good to me."Or else you can have a bigger bathroom and no closet," Daddy shrugged. "Or a.