"Feeling better?" I inquired, prompting a dazed smile and rather shy nodfrom Joanna. "But now," I said, turning to his sister, "it seems likeCharlie m...ght be the one who needs a little relief." What to do you mean?" she asked, her eyes wide."I mean, I think you should go and make yourself comfortable on thebed."She stared at me for a minute, like a deer caught in the headlights,then as if moving through treacle slowly took herself to the bed andhalf-reclined on it, propped up on her elbows. Her. So I'm fucking her with long forceful stokes, watching her ass and my cock getting lubed up with all the soap suds, and I decided to go for it. I move one hand from her ass to my belly and stick my finger down on the base of my cock to act as a guide. Once it’s there, I let my cock come out just a little too far, and Pow! I plunge it right into her soaped up ass at 100 miles per hour. Later in life I've heard this move is called "The Shocker", but to me it will always be "The slip and bang". They are the best thing to wear when going from the beach to your car.They were everything that I thought they would be. I wore them to the beach and when we went shopping. I did receive some inquisitive looks from some people. I did I did not care.My wife just rolled her eyes. When we went back the next year we took some friends who were a married couple. When he saw what I wore to the beach, he bought some for himself. He loves them.Bob then asked me where I had got the panties that I had. I reminded her of the 1st time making out with them when it was going to be “just kissing.” I also told her that if she wanted to go farther with Tom, she was to do what she wanted and I would be ok with it. A short time later Tom walked in the door and asked where Stacy was. Taylor told him that she was upstairs and then Taylor looked to me telling me to go up and check on her. I ran up the stairs and peeked in the baby’s room. Stacy wasn’t in there but I heard the toilet flush in their.