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... curls had first intoxicated him. He needed her now, he needed to breathe her scent. He squeezed his cock hard and felt how it had grown in such a short time. Then he remembered, of course, he could have her scent and with that rushed towards the stairs up to the guest bedroom. It was busier than usual, the four poster bed, clean sheets left slightly ruffled by Charlie and her new man, their suitcases still out, towels laid out to dry in the sun on the bed. He should have come up before they had arrived to move things but it looked like they had hardly unpacked yet. He went straight to the chest of drawers. As he bent down he felt his stiff cock on his tummy, which made it twitch. Slowly opening the bottom drawer, which was hardly used as it was known to stick, he reached to the back and retrieved a black cloth bag. Carefully shutting the drawer, he took a seat on the bed, the sheets warm on his bare flesh due to the sun streaming through the window. Slowly he opened the bag and inhaled as more images flashed through his mind. Just as he opened his eyes, he saw on the bedside table a picture within a silver frame that was not usually there. Clearly it was one Charlie had brought with her. She was standing on a beach with her new boyfriend, Rick. He was standing, smiling and relaxed, with his arm round her waist wearing just loose swimming shorts. She was wearing a very skimpy bikini indeed, one arm round his waist and the other with its hand resting on his hairy chest. Sam ...

... was transfixed, it was almost like seeing a ghost. Her resemblance to Caroline in her younger days was so apparent in this photograph. The fiery red hair, the light freckles, the lithe body, the only difference being that Charlie’s breasts were petite whereas Caroline’s had been and still were very much fuller. He could even see her nipples poking through the material of the light coloured bikini. He felt his cock throbbing and looked down to see that, without noticing, he had gripped his shaft and had been slowly but surely moving his hand up and down. His heart raced in his chest at the realisation. He was shocked, not at what he was doing but how good it felt. He turned to the bag and with his free hand reached in and withdrew a pair of yellow knickers and brought them immediately to his face and inhaled deeply as his eyes remained fixed on the picture. His body was flooded with Caroline’s scent, but he was imagining those tiny bikini bottoms in the picture that were so snugly containing what was no doubt Charlie's smooth and very tight cunt. He felt his hands grip tightly around his shaft, just as he imagined her cunt would, squeezing him from all directions warm but firm. The sounds she might make as his now hard and throbbing cock rubbed up and down those smooth soft lips before entering her tight moist hole. His cock was now fully erect and he could see precum glistening at the tip, as the heady aroma of Caroline’s cunt mixed with his wild fantasies of Charlie. He then ...