I felt terrible for thinking it, but I couldn't help myself.I quietly went to my parent's room. The bedroom set my parents had wasthe same. I went o...er to my mother's long dresser with the mirror andopened the drawer. Inside were panties. Soft cotton everyday panties,smooth satiny panties, silky lace panties. I was enthralled, and mypenis hard as a rock. I touched them and chose the softest and quicklyunzipped my pants took them off and practically ripped off my underwear.Slipping on the. In keeping with herthreat to keep me dressed in the skimpy outfits I'd bought for my secretcrossdressing, she had me in a crop top and a school girl pleated skirtthat was so short my heavily bandaged penis showed below the hem. Nounderwear. That wasn't being allowed these days. Five-inch pink stilettopumps with a pointed toe finished out the outfit."I want some croissants for lunch, with some of that wonderful rotisseriechicken salad they sell at Costco. Run over there and get what we'llneed.". The momentum of his quick powerful strokes continued to grow as he pumped six to seven inches of dick into my soaking wet pussy. “Oh my god! Oh my god! Fuck my pussy,” I screamed at the top of my lungs, as I felt John’s huge dick plowing deeper into my pussy than ever before. His thick ridged cock filled every inch of my pussy ,stretching me out as he pounded me deeply. “Holy shit! I can't believe how hard he is making you cum. I've never heard you moan and scream like that before," my husband. Eventually, my tongue came up to her clit and I circled it over and over. Her wetness was starting to build up and my chin was covered with her juice. My hands soon couldn’t control her movements, rocking, grinding her clit onto my tongue. She came, hips bucking, pussy clamped down on my tongue and lips. I couldn’t keep a steady lock on her as she bucked and rocked from her orgasm. Katie had grabbed the headboard of the bed to steady herself. After her orgasm had subsided, I told her to slide.