He got a little embarrassed but told me that he went onto porn chat sites where you could view people masturbating or fucking and you could reciprocat... by giving them permission to view you too. It took me aback but I was quite interested and insisted he show the website to me. He was hesitant at first, but relented after I promised not to tell anyone. He was logged into a chat room where there was a live feed of a woman, from her boobs and below, sitting on a chair completely naked with her. A change… that she felt she could reciprocate. She rolled back onto her back. He moved his hand off of her as she did so. And she saw as she rolled back that he was looking keenly at her. Not with a smile or with a sneer or with a curious look, but with a strange mix of familiarity. With eyes that held a special kind of freedom in this small shelter in the middle of nowhere in a snowstorm, eyes that could be allowed to covet. She saw it. And for the merest of split seconds the expression in her. She said she willcome the next day.I saw her in the morning the next day, she said she will come by noonafter having a bath, thinking of all this I masturbated a lot. Iwaited eagerly for her and there she was coming I kept my backdooropen and she came thru it into my house.As she came I held her hand and made her sit on my sofa in the livingroom of her house. I was too horny and my stomach was making allnoises when u feel horny and I was out of control. She was smellingnice and she was wearing. Pandora loved how gentle his kisses were down her neck. She took her hand and began rubbing his cock through his trousers. She could feel his cock hardening in her hand as she stroked it up and down. He then began unbuttoning and removing his shirt, exposing his hairy chest to Pandi. He continued to passionately kiss her, as Pandi moved one hand over his hairy chest. She loved the way the hair felt between her fingers. She couldn’t remember when the last time a man with chest hair made love to.