Wondrous, that men should want to see her strip. Strange, that they could have such diverse reactions to what they saw. She'd hated the lascivious slo...bs of sailors. But she could happily have stayed undressed for Captain Sindwell all night. He'd exuded such innocent delight that she longed for more, even when his eyes caressed her most private places. She felt wanted. He desired her; but to love and enjoy, not to devour. Then there was the Sultan; depraved and bloated, for all the magnificence. ‘You decided what you want to do today?’ he asked. ‘I thought I’d hang out with you, if I’m not in the way.’ ‘Nope. Won’t be a problem other than you’ll likely get bored.’ He wasn’t trying very hard to entice me. We were about to finish the dishes and get ready to leave when I heard a truck pull up in front. Rance went to see who it was while I finished in the kitchen. When he hadn’t come back after about five minutes, I walked over to the big window in the living room and looked out. Standing. . mid to late 40's. No positive body language. Probably hadn't had sex in a month ... if that. I strike up a conversation. I lean over to tie my laces, making sure he can see my breasts hanging down in my bra. I look up and his tongue is hanging out. It's so easy with men it doesn't seem fair. But it's her I need. She's the key.I love what you're wearing. Your hair looks great. Do you do it yourself? You're a very attractive woman. How do you stay so slim?(light touch on her arm.) Bet a lot of. She studied Cheryl’s smiling face then switched her gaze to Brian’s groin. His cock wasn’t totally limp: it was slightly fatter, longer, the tip of his head peeping out of the darkly-tanned foreskin. Hmm, I’ve got a reaction.“You know, Cheryl,” she said, gliding a hand over her white tummy toward her tattoo, “if I was to put a finger in there right now, I’d find it quite wet. So, what do you suggest?”Cheryl looked at her husband. “What do you think, sweetheart? Give it another hour for the.