I said to her "i'm not sure if you know but you've laddered your tights". She looked down at them then said "aw no i didn't know that. These were just...a new pair from the packet that i put on today. I'm going to have to throw them out now". Before i could even think i just suddenly said "rather than throw them out can i buy them from you"? At first she looked a bit shocked then seemed to think about it for a minute as she went quiet but she didn't move from her chair. Then she asked me "why. .a HUGE, muscular, well developed chest, and arms so ripped you could see every muscle in em. My my just DROPS, eyes got wide, and I even drop the bottle of water in hand. Now it made sense the strength of his handshake when we first met. Q was like "You ok man?" and still in a bit of awe I replied "Uh..umm y-yeah but DAMN b*o you're fucking HUGE!!! He let out a nice hearty laugh and he said "Well I AM a bodybuilder. Why do you think I was asking about the gyms around here?" Yeah that makes. This was a new facet of my youngest lover that I would never have imagined. As she kissed me she took my wrists in her hands and pushed them back against the pillow. I struggled only hard enough to support what I imagined her fantasy to be.As the kiss continued I soon felt her leg and very wet pussy moving across my stomach. With her straddling my stomach she began to grind her wet pussy up and down my stomach forcing my cock head to bump against the soft cheeks of her ass. Finally she lifted. "Sinful" perhaps. "Sinful" certainly according to the hypocritical mores of that time. But OH how intensely aggreable.....As I grew older and discovered that my dick had other uses than that as a conduit for evacuating the yellow fluid for which my body had no futher use, I discovered the delights of masturbation and by now this wonderful creamy substance would come gushing forth when I reached a suitable state of excitement, provoked by the souvenirs of these teenage girls struting their stuff.