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... looked at Rick in the picture, strong, youthful. Seeing Rick’s hands around Charlie’s waist, he found himself even more aroused. Aroused in imagining that Rick was watching as he slid into Charlie’s glorious cunt. He looked down and could not believe how hard he was. Caroline always got him hard, but this was different, this was so much more. He could not be much harder, he knew, but it felt at the moment like his cock was a steel rod and one that might explode at any moment. He would not rush things. This was a moment to be savoured. He wanted this to last forever. He reached into the bag again and withdrew another pair of knickers, blue this time. This bag was precious. Within it a supply of Caroline’s used knickers secreted away every now and then, all bearing her scent, some her secretions, his to use whenever he pleased, usually when she was away, and the odd pair that were not hers! Carefully he stepped into the blue knickers and pulled them right up around his hard cock. In this state, his cock protruded out of the top and they were a snug fit indeed. He left them for a moment enjoying the feel of his cock contained within them. Walking over to the mirror briefly to inspect himself, naked aside from the knickers that had now caged his rampant cock like a wild b**st. It would not stay caged for long, that much was certain. The silken material felt good but he walked back to the bed cautiously so as not to excite himself too much at this stage. Sitting on the edge of ...

... the bed again in front of the picture, he pulled down the front of the knickers to just below the balls, so cock and balls stood proud supported by them and the tightness of the knickers like this provided extra stimulation at the very base of his cock. The precum had already coated the head of his cock, some running down his shaft. He began to wank it slowly, his hands grasping it firmly but not too tight as he looked at the picture of his Charlie and her man. He imagined what it might be like if they were here right now, standing and watching him. What she would do or say if she saw him standing proud and erect, his slim frame in front of her, so much older but in good shape. The lust he felt was being held in check, caged it seemed by his large and low hanging balls. Caged at the moment, but so in need of release. The yearning for her was now so strong, his mind wild with fantasies. He imagined her staring at him wide eyed, being shocked at first, but then mesmerised by his cock, the way it glistened and throbbed, radiating his raw sexual energy. A gasp and then in a low voice, ‘Oh god, daddy! That looks uncomfortable, let me help you with that’. His cock twitching, as she approached him and dropped to her knees, her eyes looking up at him, her red hair free. She held his gaze and neatly released her perfect small breasts from the bikini top. His eyes feasted on them, so long since he had seen them, yet they were perfect. Barely a handful, her pale chest with a s**ttering of ...