"Let me make sure I get this down on paper," Miranda muttered softly, "okay, now as for color........" "Nude, always nude," Debbie answered. "What siz...e?" "Uh, size B," she replied. "Crotchless?" Even though she was alone and only speaking on the phone Debbie felt a little color rising in her cheeks but she collected herself and reply firmly, "No, the full paneled kind!" "Hmmmm," Miranda hummed, "that's interesting." Really, why is that?" Debbie asked. "Well," Miranda replied gently, "more than. It was about a week after the first visitor that the neighbours son ‘caught’ me, well knocked on the door, when I saw who it was I dived to lie exposed on the lounge and called, “CUM in, me!” As seductively as I do for the visitors. 18 opened and stepped through my door. I was facing away from the door acting out my whore role.”You see anything you want?”I heard him step behind me and then the swoosh of his satin shorts being shed, the lounge between my knees bent down and a hand grasped my. "Maybe once or twice." she said giggling with her Swedish accent. I stopped finger blasting her pussy and looked her in the eye. "What? you know I have a high as fuck sex-drive." she said smirking. "Oh you're gonna pay for that." I said. "What you going to do about i-" she said without finishing. I grabbed Lotta and threw her towards the vacant chair, she landed over the arm exposing her soft peachy ass, I hitched up her skirt and thrust my dick inside her ass balls deep. As I thrusted inside. ”“It’s fine Michael. Not trying to creep you out but your ass isn’t that bad looking.” He walked over to a dresser and pulled out a pair of grey yoga pants. “These are my wife’s but you are about her size so these should fit. I hope these are okay.”I replied, “These are fine, thanks.” I pulled on the tight fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my little package. I turned around and jokingly said, “How do they look?”“They.