Her pair of expensive Gucci shades had lenses so large they covered half her face, but not her smile, which dazzled. She was truly a lovely young woma..., which made everything all the more difficult.Walter inclined his head. "Miss Widmore," he said pleasantly."Isn't it a beautiful day, Walter?" she breathed as she rose to a sitting position. Her exquisite breasts jiggled as she moved and for an endless instant he worried they would fall out of her top."It is, Miss Widmore," he replied.She sighed. After five or ten mins I heard the girls giggling and couldn't belive my eyes when I looked back at the two girls who had a hand in each others pants.'WOW, what the fuck are you girls at???''We can stop if you'd like, but it is pretty nice''Hell no girls, you just carry on but I have to tell you that we're heading straight to my place now'How I didn't crash that night is beyond me but I made record time getting home, all the time watching the girls as they played with each other. I watched as. When we ended up in the woods later to look for a golf ball, he briefly opened his trousers and told me - and showed me - that they were in fact blue briefs. Again we found ourselves fiddling with our trousers in the clubhouse so, when we later got to our cars, he asked me if I was interested. I said yes, but was surprised about him. In a two minute chat we determined that he just wanted to see if this was a fantasy or a preference and that he was not looking for a lover or partner, not that he. “While I’m reminding you how good you have it, how about you tell me how your visit next door went?”I figured I had just a little time before Brenda rendered me incapable of speech, so I launched into my narrative.“Linda invited me over, and led me into the basement. I directed her to suck me, and, while she tried to tell me something, I wasn’t having it. Shortly, I discovered that the something Linda had wanted to tell me, was that Britney was curious about bondage, and Linda wanted me to.