I simply am stating what you yourself probably would say, if you ever met her.Is she pretty? Nope. The term “pretty” is too mundane a word to desc...ribe the depth of allure this woman exudes. Glamorous is also not a word that describes her. You gaze upon this woman and you see power, self-assurance, and sensuality radiating almost like an aura all around her. Her alabaster skin is so satiny, it almost looks as if it has been painted on. She stands about 5' 2", with shoulder-length blonde hair,. ”Given that she smiled and didn’t bat an eye in embarrassment, I smiled back, took another sip of my latte, and visually preened over her white stocking legs for over 30 seconds, making no effort to disguise my line of sight.C3“Show me a picture of your husband.” “Why?”“I’m just curious.” Reaching over my bed into her purse, she fumbled with her wallet and handed me a pic.“He looks like an engineer type - kinda serious – but your son is cute. Now please take off your clothes. As she modestly. After a minute I thought I was going to pass out. Holding on to my nipple tightly he said now the underwear. Frightened I pulled them off and handed them to Tom. Grabbing my other nipple he pulled on my dick. Surprising I started getting hard. He stroked my dick slowly for a few minutes. Releasing my nipple he held my balls tight and pulled on them. I felt myself getting excited and said I was going to cum. He let go and grabbed me by my hair. He pulled me down and lifted his cock. Knowing. Despite what she’d said about being a walking cliché, she couldn’t quite believe she was standing in front of two strange men—who both had to be at least five years her junior—in nothing but a bra, knickers, black stockings and high heels. And she knew that before long one of them would have his cock buried in her cunt and, in all probability, the other one would have his cock in her mouth at the same time. She was already dripping wet in anticipation.She glanced over her shoulder to make sure.