Not with theobvious and persistent evidence of my arousal. Fortunately the blouse wasa fairly loose fit and not very tailored, so it didn't look outra...eouslyfeminine. But the buttons and button holes were on the opposite sidesfrom those on a man's shirt. And the collar and cuffs were notparticularly manly. There was a little motif on the left breast pocket,but this would be hidden by my jacket.By the time I'd put on my jeans and shoes, my knickers not longercontained a tent-pole, just a. I could feel stirrings in my loins and my cock started to harden. This would have been a very good time to stop. I didn't.I looked from her face to her middle. The dress had ridden up with the movement of my hand and her little pink panties were available to my view. I moved my hand down and slid my fingers under the waistband and continued to caress her little mons venus. 'How is that now?''Nice.' She had her eyes closed. The feel of her hairless crotch was super and my cock continued to. Gary moaned and bucked as he shot his load into her. She rolled off his cock and laid back and Gary jumped up and grabbed his camera. My wife told me to lick her clean and Gary photographed us. She was soon writhing under my tongue and orgasmed. She told me to stop and then she got the key to my cock cage and released my cock. She stroked me to hardeness and told me to fuck her cum soaked pussy. As I fucked her Gary continued to take photos until I released my cum into her. The final bit of. He can feel the satin of my g-string under his balls caressing him. I am moaning as he continues to fuck my mouth with his tongue while his hands are squeezing my bum cheeks. As he is sliding his cock back and forth I can feel my orgasm building. He lifts my right leg to gain easy access; slowly slipping his cock into my tight wet juice filling pussy.I am bucking, pushing onto his cock as he thrusts in deeper. He is fucking me harder, increasing the rhythm as he is about to explode. As I start.