She was barefoot & wearing her Miami Dolphins jersey he had bought her with her name on the back. The jersey came down just below her ass cheeks.In th... living room she turned & faced him. Her hair shorter back then. He always told her how beautiful she was & how much she looked like Demi Moore but it was much longer now. Island Girl long she had told him.He knelt at her feet while she watched TV. More stories about this Mysterious Island. He massaged her legs, kissed her feet & sucked her toes. My high heels, skinny legs and flowing soft dress. My pert breasts playfully resisting being curtained by my dress. Popping out when I give little mercy. My hair swished to one side to keep it out of my face as I stare down at his hungry arse.He a bull of a man. Submissive to my feminine ways. The indignity of wearing just formal shoes no trousers and a cage swinging between his legs. His suit jacket and shirt on top ready to get changed and look normal at any moment in this hot quick naughty. I really liked it and I gained courage after seeing her do this. I wrapped my hands around her waist and we were in that position for some time. Before I left she gave me a kiss in the cheeks and thanked me for the massage. I smiled and then went home. That day I could see she was interested in me and I made up my mind to fuck her.The next day I went to her house, she was wearing a black chudidhar but no shawl. I could see her firm breast tightly cupped against her tops. She came and sat next. That was a mystery I sort of did not want to get to the bottom to. Now I am Eric, the same character from the other story, Old Farm Fun, (oh you didn’t read it…maybe you should) I was a teenager, 6’l”, brown hair brown eyes, white skin, and man did I like white cotton briefs! They are perfect for what they have to do down there, keeping my 6.75” dick where it had to be. However, today I was swimming so I chucked off my tighty whities and looked at myself in the mirror like all the other.