Languages: English
Location: Canada
Interested In: Men, Women, Trans, Couples
Age: 56
Body Type: Normal
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He obliged her, and as they tended to do, checked the house a few times to make sure she had followed his instructions correctly. When they thought she had got dressed, he let her go of the house steps and went to the movies. Her mind immediately went to 'what a crazy man I am', and she could feel herself getting wet. Plus there was the fact that her breasts were now showing through her shirt, making her chest look fuller and her ample breasts sag. She loved the attention her body was garnering, and she wanted more... more attention…more…and it was definitely being given. She caught a glimpse of her stocking through the peephole, which was quite an erotic sight. It almost looked like a man's shirt, but with women's arms and legs spread apart. Not a normal sight. "Okay, now dress," he said with a slight grin. "A robe?" Again, she smiled, but her eyes were still firmly fixed on his. "No, I won't, Sir, thanks..
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