Varun knows this, and he knows to take time to feel my body slowly. He runs his big hands over my butt cheeks, down my legs then back up feeling all m... curves. My cunt is churning and I am dry humping the pillows that support me."Varun, fuck me!" I yell.But he just continues to tease. My pussy drips even more. His head and shaft rub along my slit but he doesn't stick it in. My hips thrust more trying to line up the head and the hole but he moves and rubs it on the outer of my ass."Please please. And I wasnt greeted in the usual friendly way. In my haste, Id obviously gone and forgotten many things. A rather lovely argument and a trip back in the car, and I found myself back in the same building as Tom the Randy Shelf Stacker. I couldnt help but try and dodge aisles to try and avoid him. Why was I doing that? It looked so stupid, a man in his twenties trying to avoid some teenager who likes to wind people up? Why did I keep thinking it would make anything any better? Then in Aisle 1…. "All he really wants is a pee." Badly?" Pretty." So does Guinevere," she giggled."Guinevere?" She fancies Lancelot." Excalibur belonged to Arthur not Lancelot." What was Lancelot's sword called?" No idea. I'm not sure it had a name." Oh dear." Cheer up. Guinevere fancied Arthur long before Lancelot." OK, Arthur. Please can Guinevere go first?" Of course. Ladies first." Always the gent," she chuckled and gave him a loving peck as she scampered off to the ensuite bathroom.When she came back she. ..(there are pics/video in a gallery to go with this story)Well here's the dilemma I faced the other day, my lady came back from her daughters house (not blood related to me) and brought in a big washing basket full of washing as her daughters washing machine had broke down.She asked did I mind, and even as the words left her mouth I thought "MIND,MIND" lol! ...I nearly jumped for joy, as it's been a while since I borrowed the odd pair of panties, tights or stockings for er! a Private moment.I.