Aching for the one thing that would answer the torturing, lustful desire that were fanning hotly in her naked belly... aching for the hard, soothing t...rust of his cock... aching for his long, throbbing manhood buried deep in her burning hole. She had to have it, she had to have its rock hard firmness rammed up inside her -- there was no other way to quell this frenzied riot of savage passion burning out of control in her quivering belly.Neil's two strong hands suddenly gripped her ankles as she. 'So Marie', I asked 'Why are you really here?''Not sure' came the reply.'Well I'm here to see if I can persuade women to strip on cam for me'I heard her splutter a bit."I've just told you I'm married", she said 'Do you think I'm going to pose for you?'"I'm sure you are in time, you just haven't accepted that fact yet" I don't think so" she replied."Well what are you wearing?" Blue blouse and black skirt" No, what underwear are you wearing?" Er.... matching bra and panties" Colour?" Blue Floral. “How can I let him see more? For him to see any more, I’d have to take the top off.” “No, that wasn’t what I meant,” I told her “what about your pussy, hun. Don’t you want to let him see your pussy?” Now she was curious and wanted to know how she would go about doing that. I told her to look for a pair of shorts with huge leg holes, just like the tank top had the big armholes. Finally, we found pair that were made out of sweatpants material. They were cut near the crotch, so the leg openings. Her legs were the stuff that fantasies are made for and very sexy breasts. From my bedroom window I often watched her as she tended her garden. I'd watch her crawl erotically around in the grass and dirt always hoping for the brief flash of cleavage or the chance to see her sexy bare legs, when her shirt or skirt would climb up. It didn't take much of her to excite my imagination and send my imagination into sexual fantasies. I spent a lot of time stroking my cock to her, and hoping she.