You’re leaving the shop as I do. I leave the shop, searching for you. I spot you finally, keeping my distance I follow you again, I just want to pou...ce on you. Seeing you with the underwear and imagining you in the corset has turned me on beyond belief. I’m tempted to start heading home so I can text you to tell you I need you, and that i’ll be waiting naked. But I have a much better plan in mind for you. I see you look around, can you feel my eyes on you? Or are you just watching people as. "Come round in 5 minutes" she said.I went back in doors and quickly jumped in the shower, put on some shorts and a tee shirt and I was quickly banging at Gina's back door.She let me in, she had changed out of her street clothes and was wearing a very short silk robe, the vee was purposely very low, giving me more than an eyeful of tit.She led me to the fridge and then bent down in front of me showing me her shapely arse, some stocking tops and the hint of a thong.She took the top off and passed. ..don't get dressed on my account," I babbled, vainly trying to adopt an air of sophisticated nonchalance.Aunty Sarah smiled benignly at my bungling attempt to appear worldly wise. Then, in an attitude of mock coyness, she placed her hands over her nipples and simpered: "Well, young man, the choice is yours, should I get dressed or stay naked." Oh, stay naked," I gasped, pleadingly, conscious that my pretence at sophistication was not compatible with an uncontrollable erection."Okay, Peter,. Three weeks later I decided to find my own black man or men. I met one at a bar a few miles away from the school and it took a lot out of me to talk to him, but since I was there on a mission, I was going to find out if its true. I went straight to the question “How big is your dick?” I asked him taking a sip of my cocktail “Better if I show you” he said with a grin on his face, I hated him already, he took my hand and I seriously did not like the feel of his touch, his color alone made me want.