There was a long minute of silence as he rubbed his face with the towel hanging around his neck. That action covered his eyes for a moment so I took t...e opportunity to take a good look at his thick flaccid cock in the mirror. As he pulled the towel from his eyes, he saw where I was looking.He looked at me in the mirror. He did not smile. He looked around the locker room insuring we were not being observed and then he said very quietly, “I haven’t seen you here before.”“I’m new.” I managed.Then,. The bottoms were even worse, being a thong style bikini, and a size or two too small to begin with, the thin strap in back was lodged deep between the cheeks of my ass, making it appear to anyone seeing her from the back that I was not even wearing a bottom piece. In the front, it was a little better, but not much, the small triangular piece of material started just above my slit, and quickly disappeared between my legs. Since Sheila had removed the lining to it, my pussy lips were well. ‘Still curious about what goes on in here’, he challenged me, holding the door open for me to enter? I laughed as girls do when confronted and challenged, ‘I’ll be late for classes’, I retorted, why I said that I don’t know, because I had continued to walk over to where he held the door open for me, and I stuck my head inside. ‘Bigger than I thought’, I said breathlessly, feeling Frank put his hand on my shoulder, until the click of the front door closed and I stood inside this cathedral of. My name is Mariel, I am a 35 year old divorcee, an ex-model with a mild d**g addiction, and a tiny problem, I am a sex addict, I am hooked on orgasms, and my tastes to achieve them, like my teenie d**g addiction, requires imagination, and as they cavort on the couch opposite me, I cant help but notice my daughters dress riding high on her beautiful thighs, and my lovers hand resting on it, the thought of him having her, started to excite me, and yes I really was turned-on by the prospect, like.