As I was a lot younger, she just wanted to be friends with me.But after getting to know each other through questions, the topic quickly led to sexual ...references and fetishes. Me: I think I am hard talking about all of this.Her: Oh my god, you are so open about this. I am feeling a little shy.Me: Do you want to see it?That started our sexting. She was uncomfortable sending pics of herself. So I instead encouraged her to send pics of her bra and panties. I have a bra and panties fetish. I sent. Still flicking them with my tongue. I started to move on down her body. She stopped me by pulling me back up to standing there in front of her. With a slight grin on her face, lighting up her green eyes, she told me its my turn. Unbuttoning my shirt and she returned the favor, by kissing my neck, and ear, sticking her tongue, in my ear. I let off a moan of pleasure with my cock going immediately rock hard. Noticing this she rubbed it through my jeans. Then undoing my belt and the top button of. He tried to settle down and get on with his afternoon as normal, doing the housework dressed up, but as time went on he could no longer ignore the rampant erection in his lacy panties. He had to masturbate, the urge was strong, now or never, but he managed to suppress that urge just enough and take some sexy selfies of himself dressed in the girly, sexy lingerie. These would be for future reference - a few secret snaps of him dressed up. He decided to name this collection of secret, sexy,. On the far side of the pool, there was a shadow and then I realized there was another form. Someone had their arms resting on the side of the pool to either side and was just holding their head and shoulders out of the water. A few feet in front of her, feet suddenly broke the water and I recognized the scene. An older person was hanging on the side of the pool, exercising their legs in the water as they held on. I smiled to myself as I remembered what a stupid thing I had thought I would.