Phil’s lust went into overdrive as he parted those fleshy cheeks and found himself gazing at a large, brown pucker. It was a work of art, worthy of ...eing painted and hung on the wall. He had driven a long, long way from the little town he lived in to have a taste of this and he knew it was going to be worth it. His face fell into the blonde’s meaty crack and Phil went into a feeding frenzy, grunting and groaning as he ate out the hot stud’s magnificent arse. The way the big guy was bucking. Saturday we did some shopping and went to the show which was very good. After the show we had a nice meal and were sitting in the bar chatting away and my husband said "I think you need a massage , your looking tense." I knew where he was going with this as he had asked me before to have an erotic massage and I had said no. Somehow this night, probably due to the three wines I had drunk, I said "Why not!" He got out his iPhone and looked up some names on the web and asked me to choose. I picked. I stared at myself in the mirror. OK, time to get out of here!Within fifteen minutes I had said good night to Jacob, the other night janitor, and was in my car heading for home. Once at home I wasted no time pulling the panties out from my pants and then putting them on. They fit perfectly and I felt so aroused. I was no longer thinking, just trying to capture my own piece of the note Kim had written. It was such a strange sensation wearing those panties, exciting, and electrifying. When I. “Initially, I was shocked to see it and felt it was my dream. So I started to follow you and got to know more about you. After seeing all this, I started to admire you and pray for you as my goddess. I would always try to look at you whenever possible. You were my day and night.”Sharat, I would watch you always but never dared to talk to you. Just look at me! See how I look. Why would any girl talk to me? I am still a virgin and didn’t even touch a girl till now. I don’t know what happened..