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... noise. The front bedroom contained some materials and I picked up one, turned and went to go back downstairs. It was obvious I was there and being caught trying to hide would be the worse so I figured that I’d pretend I needed something. She came out of the bathroom and looked straight at me. I lifted up a box as if it were a shield. “I needed this” I said in my defence and she just looked at me whilst repositioning her dressing gown. I had a all too brief flash of her ample tits and surprisingly hairy pussy. I had become transfixed. I hadn’t expected her to be so hairy. Hairy didn’t do anything for me, but somehow I immediately imagined how matted and musty her pussy hair must now be, after sex, how his cum would be dripping down along her lips. And as these thoughts went though my mind my dick exploded into life and strained to be released. All of this took seconds but seemed to last an age. I heard her say something like I need that as well and she went back into the bedroom. I shot past the open door making good my escape downstairs and heard him ask if she had been talking to me and what was I doing upstairs. Shit I thought I was in trouble. But no. A few minutes later her boyfriend came down the stairs and straight out though the door. It slammed shut. Almost as immediately she came down stairs, still in her gown. I apologised for having cause any embarrassment and she told me not to worry but she had asked me not to have come upstairs. I said I was sorry again and she ...

... huffed. Then without any warning she asked, was I listening at the door. I was rocked. I mean the question wasn’t unexpected, but it did take me by surprise. “Well”? she demanded. “Were you? I mean you’ve been through my nicker draw, you’ve riffled though my mags and my toys” she continued, “I bet that what you do, wank off in customers nickers”. I can’t deny there’s been a few I’d have loved to, but this questioning was deep and by a woman who moments ago was fucking not feet away from me, and who had just flashed her body at me. There was nothing to it. I was as hard now as I was yesterday, as I was moments earlier. “Look at you” she yelled, “you were wanking off, you are still hard” and with that she moved forward towards me. I blurted out something about being sorry and then, and I don’t know why, I said that I’d last a lot longer than her boyfriend and that I’d know how to treat her right. She grabbed my wrist, lifted it and pushed in my hand to her breast. Her nipple was hard, very hard. The areola felt bumpy so I flicked back the gown and it exposed a huge brown areola. Much bigger than I thought I’d seen. I bent down to suck at it and she push forward so that the whole area entered my mouth. It felt lovely. Her nipple swelled more and she moaned, quietly. Reaching around I held her around the small of her back and pushing forward made her arch her back more which pushed up her breast even more. Nibbling on her nipple made her squeal and she said not to mark her so I ...