The browser opened to a set of thumbnail-sized pictures, and Theresa recognized one of them immediately, despite its tiny size. It was the picture he...��d been looking at yesterday.Without daring to think about it, Theresa double-clicked on the image and watched as it filled her screen. There she was: the lovely young woman, in a blouse and skirt not all that different from Theresa’s, lying across the older man’s lap and being spanked on her bare behind. Theresa stared at it, trying to summon. Now I removed her petticoat and for a moment I was surprised to see the lovely underwear. She was very shy, so she was reluctant to show me her last treasure. I consoled her and then removed the underwear, I was not surprised to see the shoven pussy. I made her sleep and started licking it in vertical position for 10 mins, and by now she had already had two organsms. She was shoting loudly that she could not take it any more and she was desperate for sex, but I was delaying it because I knew. Brearley is amused by my desperation, she loves watching my eyes tear up as she ties me to the bed and strokes my cock for hours. ?I can’t believe you got me into this tease-denial thing, Fremont? she told me once as her French nails tickled the underside of my empurpled member.?You just seem to be so miserable honey. And you’re always begging me for a chance to cum, after you told me I should lock you up for long periods of time. Which do you want?? Brearley giggled when she said this, her. I loved it!Within a few hours I'd almost forgotten all about my new, "improved", waistline, except that I realized that I would have to buy some new pants. The ones I was wearing, while comfortable in all other respects, kept wanting to slide down my waist. It wasn't until after I had returned home later that night from work, that I realized the full significance of Wendy's "gift". In removing my "love handles" and "beer gut" she had made my waist the same size as hers, a whole 28 inches! .