Anderson welcomed him into her embrace. His body rejoiced as he held her and entered into her warmth. He delighted in the feel of her lush curves bene...ath the flannel evening gown.Still, he had thoughts. Dreadful, sinful thoughts.What does she look like? What does she truly look like underneath? Underneath those fetching clothes she wears? Underneath the gown? I've been inside her, touched her as intimately as a man can touch a woman, possessed her... but I've never in actual fact seen her in. He pulled down my pants and told me to kick them off, he pulled my shirt off over my head. I was standing naked in front of a man with my cock standing out straight. He quickly stripped off his body and it was beautiful, not too muscular but toned and totally hairless. My cock was a good size - about 7", a good girth and circumcised - but his was bigger, but not by much. It was beautiful without too much foreskin and he was fully erect with the veins very prominent and with a large mushroom. “But if he does ring you, please promise that you will at least consider seeing him?” Oscar begged. “No, I won’t promise that because it isn’t going to happen,” Irene wouldn’t relent, “so, do you want to have sex?” “Now?” Oscar asked, surprised at his wife’s offer. “Yes, now. I assume you’ve become aroused from our conversation.” “Yes, please,” Oscar said as he started to drag his beautiful wife up the stairs. They both stripped and dived into bed. Oscar grabbed a condom and covered his small. We arrived and were met out front by a Grest woman who was as tall as Verine. She had platinum blonde hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen. She was carrying a dark skinned baby with round ears. The reason she needed us was because no one else would take her. Despite our better relations between the races, most Grest men didn't really like the idea of intermarrying. Tiks didn't either, so that left only us to take her in.Erma and Verine got down from the wagon and hugged her and then.