I leaned forward again, and my nose caught the unmistakable scent of awoman’s sex. I tried to suppress a grin and failed. She just smiled ands...cked on her index finger. “You really like being looked at, huh? It turns you on that much?” Iasked quietly. “Yeah, it does. Especially when cute guys are staring… The kind Ilike staring at myself.” The full-bore force of her look hit me like abaseball bat. “Aw, give me a break… I’m. Then it was like some deeply repressed part of me emerged and said "Why don't you find out how tight I really am. I need some massaging, from the inside. I'm so wet Tony, I want to feel you inside me." I had totally lost track of where Marcia and my other friend were. Had they left the other room? I didn't care.Now Tony was over a foot taller than my petite size and probably twice my weight. Easily the biggest hunk of man I'd even been this close to. I wanted to experience his thickness! And. One hot night, he snuck in through a window of a woman he had been watching. His knees shook so badly he could hardly support himself as he slinked across the floor to her bed. Getting ready to get up into the bed, he crawled across two very big men's shoes. It took him forever to crawl back across the floor and get out of the window.On the way, he came across a purse. The street lights outside had enough light for him to see the money. He took it. Up to that point, that was the height of his. When she walked back into her bedroom and removed her dressing gown he could finally see her night dress. They were equally thick and buttoned up flannel pyjamas. Still Jimmy watched her move about through a narrow crack in the wardrobe doors. Even with the thick pyjamas hiding her body, he did notice the free movement of her large and now unsupported and pendulous breasts, freely swinging and moving under her pyjama top. He was also lucky, because she did not need to go to the wardrobe to.