To be fair, they were both drunk when the conversation arose, but I noticed he had an erection as he excitedly talked about it.When put to the test, I...was offered as the sacrificial lamb, all in a good drunken humour, of course, but when I bent over the coffee and lifted my dress and showed a pert little bottom in lacy green panties, to be gently spanked, his whole demeanour changed.Later when we discussed him we agreed he had probably never lifted a girls dress, never mind see her bum through. Being the only girl, I had it drummed into me from as early an age as I can remember: cover up, cover up, cover up. A girl doesn't let people see certain things." And you just translated it to other clothes." Talk to my Aunt Peggy, Dad's sister, about that. I stayed with her a couple of times, and she insisted on putting me in a dress. We fought about it continuously. I once, once, considered wearing a skirt. But I saw a guy at the base of some stairs looking up someone's skirt..." And that did. I start finger fucking her as I lick her clit. Before she was acting like she didn't like it, but now she can't hide it. She is soaking wet, the table under her is wet with her juices and she is moaning so loudly. If someone hears her they will probably come see what's happening. I don't know if anyone else is here or not but I don't care they can come watch for all I care. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers as she orgasms and all of a sudden she is screaming and then she squirts directly in. Maybe I should go after their wives. I am not interested in short-term relationships, over-night, or “wham-bam”. I am only interested in long term relationships that may be infrequent but frequent is of course preferred.I am college educated and I’m not a blond - I’m a fading redhead - so don’t treat me as a blond. I don’t have a webcam and I will not respond to simple one-liners like “How are you doing”…show some intelligence and more important desire – I love things graphic. Being demeaning.