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It started with my son's first girlfriend about twenty years ago, when he brought her home for the first time. Sadly,*she was only 16 and very cute, so all I could do was watch her and fantasize when she looked at me and smiled. I made sure that she didn't see my body's natural responses, especially in the summer months when her young body was barely covered with her tank-tops and tight shorts. A couple of years later when age was no longer an issue,*his next girlfriend*was introduced to the family. She was short, with larger breasts and just as*pretty as the first, and the first words out of*her mouth were, *quot;Oh God, I just love your accent.*quot; My wife rolled her eyes and responded, *quot;That's what they all say,*quot; making me blush as I introduced myself. I let my eyes briefly wander over*the almanbahis şikayet sexy 18 year*old standing in front of me. It was the height of summer*with temperatures in the high 90's, so minimal clothing was the order of the day for this delicious young thing. She wore a flimsy, black button down blouse over a lacy black bra, a short skirt that came to her mid-thigh, and strappy flat sandals showing off her pretty pink toes. *quot;I could listen to you all day, Jerry,*quot; she smiled as we met. *quot;Well, you're more than welcome to come out and help with the gardening if you get bored. I promise to talk your ears off if you like.*quot; In my mind's eye I pictured her bent over in the garden, her skirt tight on her bottom and riding up her thighs as I knelt down*pulling weeds and catching almanbahis canlı casino a glimpse of her white cotton panties. *quot;Well, you kids enjoy yourselves,*I've got*weeds to pull.*quot; I saw something in her eyes as*I felt*a delightful tingle between my legs, then turned and walked away to continue my chores for the day. By the time I was back outside pulling weeds,*that tingle had created a hardness that made me reach down and adjust my cock in my shorts. I knew that I would be masturbating in the shower thinking of this cute young girl... Two weeks later*Jennifer came over again to spend the day with our son. I was in the garden again and watched her as she got out of*her car, spreading her legs and giving me an unexpected view of her panties stretched over her mound. almanbahis casino As I looked up, I knew that she had*deliberately taken her time getting out of her car and spreading her thighs far wider apart than necessary. Our eyes met, and a little smile played*on her lips. I looked away, blushing, once again feeling that delicious tingle in my groin. *quot;Hi Jerry, still battling those weeds, huh?*quot; she had taken a few steps to stand beside me, a little closer than she should, and I could smell her delicate perfume as I slowly looked up at her. *quot;Hello Jennifer, you're looking lovely on this fine summer day,*quot; I smiled up at her, and caught her quick glance down*at my shorts where the outline of my semi-hard cock pressed against the light material. My blush deepened. *quot;Thank you,*quot; she bit her lip and looked me in the eye again, *quot;It's always nice to have a good looking man tell me he likes how I look.*quot; She was wearing a fairly tight tee-shirt which showed off her pert breasts nicely, and*I could see the hint of an outline of her nipples and areolae.