‘You have no idea how much my c**k is showing now! Hurry up and get here – I want to feel what I’m seeing.’
I thought to myself. There I was, sitting at the bar, with a stiff c**k looking at a picture of my lady wearing stockings, suspender belt and matching, knickers. ‘Life doesn’t get much better that this,’
How wrong was I??!!
I was just reaching for my beer when another message arrived from Hazel. I could not get to my phone quick enough to see what she had sent now. My c**k was still stiff.
The message was simple – ‘Ready to see me?’ I opened the picture and I mouthed ‘f**k me,’ Hazel was standing there, showing her whole body and this time she had put on the matching bra. The bra was skimpy and only covered half her breasts and it pushed them up to give her an even bigger cleavag
