And he could party! Our strange 'peeking' thing started back in the 80's, (or perhaps earlier?) and continued on and off to the present day.Whenever w...orking in the Minneapolis area, I liked to stay with Tom. In the early days he was married, and his wife was also a trades-person; mouthy, nasty, and a lot of fun. Back then everybody smoked lots of pot, and pretty much drank like fish. It's part of the life. When I stayed at Tom's house we would smoke and drink into the wee hours, watching porn. I wanted that thong.In my opinion though, we had saved the best purchase till last. Our final purchase was a black satin g-string/bra set that Laura looked absolutely stunning in. The killer for me was (in this case) the g-string. It had diamante at the back which formed the t-back, and it was so nice to the touch, smooth and cool in my fingers. It also had a nice shiny finish to it which made my cock throb as I though of the cool diamantes at the back pushing into my arse as the slither of. I woke up horny as hell this morning and decided I would scratch the horny itch.I dressed in a cross over dress, a very tits out and thigh exposing outfit. I put on stockings; heels but oooops forgot any undies! I know what I want and I intend to get it.Greg – his name – is in his 40s, stocky, close cropped hair and is wearing tradesman’s garb. He is unconventionally handsome, has huge hands and talks like a bit of a geezer! I can see he is checking out my curves and so I ramp up the. .inside and also on the outside. your lil clitty begins to grow, harden, poking against your panties until a wet spot appears. finally, you can take it no longer and you look at me with pleading eyes...as if to say "please..take me!" I lay the guitar down and with out a word, i walk behind you and bend you over. you feel the sliky fabric of the panties, the only think protecting your tight hole, being pushed aside. Then, it a gentle but firm thrust, i enter you. my cock sliding in and.