“Of course,” he joked, “I’d forgottan that Tanya was expecting guests.”He introduced himself as Ian; but everyone called him Minty and chatt...ed about the neighbourhood and his grown up family. I was so engrossed in the conversation it didn’t dawn on me until after a couple of minutes that I was still wearing the loose t-shirt that I’d worn in bed and it finished about 5 inches above my knees and I was wearing nothing underneath – no bra or panties. The dirty old bugger was getting an eyeful;. Richard had so many questions, but he felt unable to speak. [/i]My own daughter...what does she think she’s doing?[/i] Richard couldn’t work out why he felt so strange. It’s not my fault, I can’t choose how she dresses. But then why do I feel guilty? He tugged the necklace that now hung heavy on his neck. He felt something was wrong, but with the faint chirping of the birds, and Charlotte’s smile and her soft hand, all his anxiety melted away. After they had walked home, Richard prepared. My younger cousins always wanted to playwith me, no matter how many times I convinced them that putting ducttape in their hair or taking a ride in the dryer was a good idea. Iwasn't exactly immune to the trope either. When I was about seven, Idesperately wanted to hang out with a group of sixth graders that hungout behind the jungle gym. I remember being so amazed by their skatetricks, their ripped jeans, and the way they spoke- even if I didn'tunderstand about 75% of what they were talking. The movie was decent, but the best thing about it was the young actress who kept taking off her clothing. She was very beautiful, and soon I was very aroused.Thinking of my wife's clean shaved pussy, I got up and popped in another of my favorite porn flicks. My wife was fond of threesome and gang bang flicks, so that's mostly what we had. I took off my pants and soon I was well on my way to my first orgasm.After a few minutes I got up to get a towel and some lube from our dresser. I wound up.