" "It's pretty simple. I just want you to take off your clothes and put on this outfit," he said with a wry grin, indicating a blouse and skirt that ...ere laid out on the couch next to him. Were they here all the time? I realized that I hadn't taken my eyes away from him since I sat down. Looking up at him, the glare of the fluorescent lights behind him and partially masking his face in silhouette, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Could I do both? I really should do neither. I really. He'll never find out it's you."Jen began typing. "My name is Jen and I'm blonde and petite." Jen looked over at her husband. "What else should I say?" Tell him your measurements." Jen scowled at her husband, and he laughed. "Go ahead, he's way up in New York, he won't bite." I'm about 34-24-34." Jen was about to hit send when Michael said, "Tell him you have great legs." Jen scowled at her husband again, but then typed, "My husband says I have nice legs."Gerard's reply came on the screen a few. What are you doing?" he gasped."Come on baby, you got me so hot. Please, just stroke it a bit. Come onplease," Peter whispered into his ear.Without thinking, Daniel's hand began squeezing and pulling on the hotflesh. He kept messaging it as Peter's lips found his once again. Theirpassion was fogging up the windows of the car and both were moaning whenthere came a loud tapping on the driver's side window.Just as the first loud tap resounded within the car, Peter groaned, wentrigid and spewed. At that point she push back in her chair from the table and turned to face me and as she did, she spread her legs and bottom of her house coat fell over her thighs and I could see she was not wearing any panties. I look up at her and she smiled and said she saw me getting ready this morning and have been thinking about it all day, she said my cock look so good it made her pussy wet and she wanted to have some. I pretended to blush and ask her if she saw all that I did and she said "yes" as she.