The next day, I gave my voyeuristic neighbor the show of her life. I went to the sex store and bought a big cock shaped vibrator and two vibrating coc...k rings. My cock was hard inside my jeans and precum was running down the inside of my thighs, as I was at the checkout counter. I couldn't wait to get home and when I did, I stripped naked and went out on the patio. I sat back in my chair, spread my legs with my feet on each arm of the chair and poured baby oil over my throbbing cock. I massaged. Hmmmm its been a while......then slowly move my hand lower again until I rest it between you legs..I see the bare skin of your thighs as the short dress has moved slightly more up......I am just putting a bit of pressure on your pussy through your panties....you slightly open your legs more to give me better access and push your hips towards my fingers....I can feel you are getting wet..... you are getting more and more exited and start to move your hand towards me.....you place your hand on. Don't ask me why, every woman I've ever gone further than simple fuck has wanted me to choke them. I have to admit it's an exercise in knowing one's own strength, that much is certain.I would, of course, lap at your pussy for a good while after that, if not convinced at your mewls and whimpers, dipping my thumb, making a cum-hither motion, massaging your gspot, rubbing deeper, to the other gspot, and so forth... I'd rub my cockhead up and down the slit, run the length over you, make you taste. Sincerely, Diane Miller ***** ‘Diane.’ Tommy experimented with the name in his mouth and mind. ‘Diane. Pretty name.’ He pulled out his box of plain white stationery. ***** Dear Diane, It was with great satisfaction and pleasure that I received your letter, and with some embarrassment that I read your comment on my photograph. I wore my dress uniform for the ceremony. Most days, I do not look like that. Your modesty is refreshing, but I suspect false. I delivered Mr. Baxter’s newspaper every day.