Jenny was shocked. "You can't be serious. Can you grant me no modesty?" She begged. Jenny was close to tears. Sal did not reply. He just stared at her... Then he looked over at her husband. Joe looked from Sal back to Jenny. His eyes telegraphed to her that they had no options, other than complying or get arrested.Jenny was wearing long high heeled shoes with open toes; long black silk pants; a purple sleeveless blouse; a long pearl necklace that was looped over her neck twice and hung down to. I slide my finger in to the hole of her socks, i slowly start to pull one sock down just past her ankle , just as i see it i just got to kiss it and give it a little lick just to let it know how much i love the ankle, but now for the bit that could wake my wife up,,,pulling the sock over the heel of her foot, i start to shake even more because of the suspence of working my way to her toes.i gentley pull her sock over the heel and leave the sock just resting in the arch of her foot and i start. "Yes baby, there are toys made specifically to go up your butt. And for boys and men, these can feel really good when they hit your prostate and can greatly enhance your orgasms. Is that something you want to try?" I asked, already knowing what the answer to the question will be. "YES!" he exclaimed. It was becoming increasingly evident Tyler was an experimentalist. I got up to go to my toy chest to find a good beginner plug to use for him. I grabbed one of my smallest ones, and a bottle of. I think that as a single mother, she was pretty protective, and that probably made us even closer, and she worked two jobs for a few years to try and get ahead, so we spent a lot of time on our own together. Our mother used to bath Tina and me together until I was about five, and naturally I was curious about the fact that she had no penis, although that’s not what I called it back then. Mum had taught me to call it my “wee-wee,” and I think the reason she stopped letting us bath together.