Angus McLaren. You promised you would. I even have a ring to prove it," she said, not taking her eyes off him." Would this afternoon be too soon?" he ...sked, hoping she was serious."Maybe a little. I think we should talk to your parents and have them talk to my mother. I think the end of August when Windchime is well underway. Who knows, it might even be a double wedding." A double wedding. What do you mean?" I'll explain later. It is a very strange story," she said. "Right now, I want to be in. I stared openly, hoping her parents would think I was looking at her playing, instead of visualizing my cock thrusting down into her tight, puckered asshole. Her imagined moans echoed between my ears. My cock swelled again, now making a fairly obvious ridge down my left thigh. I was sitting at an angle that limited the view the others had of my hard-on, which was good. There wasn't much I could do to conceal it, and it was getting uncomfortable. I had to sit with my leg up just to keep some of. "You: "I could do that." I throw my shirt on the ground. "Wanna better view of..." I gesture towards my Nice sized titsYou: "Teach?" I pull my jeans down a littleStranger: I tear off my shirt, and drop my pants, exposing my rock hard cock. "I need you now..."You: I yank my bra off, pull down my jeans, exposing my black thong and take that off too. "I need a good taste of your cock..." I bend down and start giving you a BlowJobStranger: I moan as you suck. "Oh God yes... It's been too. (Blush) Eggplant emoji thoughts (Wink)"Right now I'm imagining undressing you out of your business clothes from head-to-toe. I want to greet you at the door wearing sexy gold hot pants and a bra full of cleavage. They will be low-cut hot pants that barely cover my labia! You will be so excited to see all my skin from my belly button down to you-know-where! (Blush) I'll have a nice cameltoe for you to look at."First I will need to get you out of your necktie, and I'll probably need your help.