“Mmmmm yeah, He’s fit have you seen the size of the bulge in his trousers?” Rose replied. Phil shook his head, he hadn’t. “I can’t say th...t I’ve looked…..but obviously you have though you dirty girl!” Rose now pleaded, “Do you think that he’d be up for it?” “Well I can always ask him what he thinks of you on Friday over a few drinks,” replied Phil. Friday evening soon arrived and Phil asked Simon his honest opinion of Rose after they’d had a few drinks. Simon admitted that he thought Rose was. I went to the toilet to pee, and his mother followed me, only her husband had left, probably to drink of fuck another woman. Anyway, she stayed and she heard her son's request, and decide to make me company in the toilet. I was thinking this was the time, I would get some action on my cock finally. But no, we kissed a lot, like crazy, and then she set in the sink, asked me to stay on my knees and showed her pussy. The bush has smaller, she asked if I liked, and I said yes, but that I also liked. He was good, no doubt, but I craved for more. Just the normal sex didn’t quell my thirst. But I didn’t know what I wanted. My fantasies grew darker and I resorted to masturbating more often. I wanted to taste him, but my husband thought it would inappropriate to perform a fellatio, and I didn’t want him to think I was improper, so I didn’t push. We’d have sex, but they didn’t have the fervor with which I had imagined it should. It was nice. And that was what kept me questioning. It was nice,. “She obviously remembers you being a friend with benefits.”No way they are they going to believe anything I say about it, so might as well show them it must be Paula’s imagination, even if it isn’t.I faked looking around to see if anyone was watching before spreading Paula’s legs, pulling her shorts to the side, and gently spread her open so they could clearly see her fully-intact hymen. Then I quickly got her shorts back in place.“Before you ask, touching and seeing that part of her doesn’t.