“I think you do, I can smell your sex from here.” I told her as my fingers now stroked over her panties, pressing down enough to see her lips part...ng through them. They were sodden and a groan left her that I felt through her throbbing slit. “Have I done all this?”I asked her, noisily sucking my wet fingers. “Or have you been naughty without me?” She didn’t respond. I stood up, leaving her pressed against the wall, and walked over to her open drawer. I opened it fully to reveal her toy. She then removed her bra exposing her large but saggy breasts with large dark pink areola and bullet like nipples. Taking off her unflattering pants I was greeted with the view of a thick black bush of pubic hair which covered her entire pubic area. She stood in front of a mirror looking at her naked body, pulling in her fat belly and lifting her drooping breasts, giving me a good side view of her naked body. She turned toward the window and started to scratch her pussy to relieve an apparent. It’s because I don’t have the muscles the-on-screen-actor has that I enjoy these type of films. After watching a film like that, I walk out of the movie theater with a bravado I didn't have when I walked in. The k** in me enters the movie theater and--after watching a movie of my choice—a man walks out: encouraged, brave, invigorated, ready and eager to do manly things; like fuck. Instead, I was watching what she wanted. I would place my hand on her inner thigh whenever there was anything. Luckily, I'd found just what I waslooking for, and felt both relief and a sense of nervous anticipationat where I was going next. Well, immediately next was out with Jan,shopping, and that was causing enough nerves.We were deep into Selfridges before we really started to talk."What have you told the children?" I asked Jan, as we ascended to thefirst floor."I guess I haven't said anything firm." She looked at me. "I think I'mwaiting for you to tell me what to say." How have you explained my.