As I have received good response from many people, in which one of the lady came in chatting and she thought this is all fantasy. My dear friends I kn...w , so many person is writing there fantasy but I am writing true story. Any ways I am introducing my self again. I am 5.7” good looking male. With nice physic and 7” massive cock to enjoy sex bomb with cute boobs n ass. Now come to the main point. This is a story of my neighbor, she is a teacher in school ( A primary teacher). Let me explain. Richard and Maria Foster met the next day at the yard party. Francine: The return trip from Manhattan was odd. Talking to Siobhan was almost like talking to Christine. Since Siobhan is very verbal, I became curious what was going on in her over educated head. It had something to do with Sheila and the party, but I couldn’t tell what. By the time she shook it off, we were almost out of Town. By distance that is only half way, but at least three fourths of the time. When we reached the garage,. En route I had plenty of time to ponder my future, I decided that it had to be better than remaining in the mining village, and, that come what may, I would, if offered, accept the post; I hoped the gentleman would be reasonably good looking if not downright hansom as this would make the job easier. These idle thoughts about the gentleman and sex were starting to bring on that familiar warm feeling between my legs: I tried to put such thoughts out of my mind so that I might arrive in an. I had been upstairs and came down to get a drink. My husband was on his lap top typing away. I leaned over and noticed he was chatting. Kissing him on the forehead I asked who he was talking to. “Some guy” he replied. I went back up stairs and got back to what I was doing. Awhile later I returned down stairs and hubby was still typing away. Being nosey I looked over his shoulder to find a picture of my ass and on the screen. I asked my husband what was going on. He replied “this guy thinks you.