She started to disrobe her saree. She was in petticoat and blouse now. Hesitantly she unhooked her blouse and threw it aside. Wow, what a scene it was... My own mother was standing only in her bra and petticoat in front of me. She untied her petticoat which fell on the ground and she picked it up and threw it aside. Now she was only in her white bra and black panties. My dick was already erect and was during to some out. I stood up and gave another slap making her fall. I shouted bitch I told. A dildo ... and pretending it was Ryan. That might help you envision it enough to see what it was like." Um ... I kind of hate to admit it. But I did that already. It was very nice. But it didn't seem real. It's a good idea, but I don't think it's enough." Hmm ... how about this ... what if you found someone to role play with. Have you ever done any role playing?" You mean, like in acting class? Or in sales training? I role played when I did those things." Jennifer grinned playfully at Mike."Um. The kids had no issue playing in clothes from a thrift shop or passed down from their family.Schools, I explained, were yet another sore spot. More money set aside for schools went to the county and city administrator’s inflated salaries instead of the schools where it was needed. I went on to tell them how some places in the country voted to pay an additional penny or two in sales tax to do more for their schools than just keeping the lights on. This school, in particular, required uniforms. He always manages to give me such a huge filling of thick hot gooey creamy cum to appreciate on a daily basis.He'll even let me suck him off when I'm inconvenienced by mother nature!That's how special of a loving rewarding husband he is...Oh I could go on forever about the miraculous taste of his cum, or the delicious sweet scent of it, or the fact that it always satisfies my appetite, as though it was a 3 course dinner for me!But let's just say, it always satisfies, and always fulfils.