"Welcome to the mansion, Genie," said Ken."I'm sorry," replied Genie, "I don't understand." This," replied Ken, "is where we live." Genie's face still...looked blank, no surprise there, and he continued. "I came into a bit of money, so I bought this place. That's why I haven't been at work and why Jane resigned." You're shitting me," said Genie.Ken, Jane and Ally just looked at her and grinned. Genie turned her attention back to the mansion, whispering, "It's beautiful."Genie was in awe as they. The material did little to hide the small triangle of hair beneath.My panties were even more sheer than my bra. I knew he could see my bush as if it wasn't even covered. I danced a little more quickly so he wouldn't get too good a view of my pussy lips."Oh, my God," I heard him utter. I continued to dance turning so he was looking at my ass. I bent over at the waist, which gave him a good view of the outline of my pussy lips. What I didn't know, was that I was so wet that the material had. I just fucking love it sometimes. I’m no lawyer, but I am sure there isn’t a law against being a quiet person. I try not to feel guilty about watching the girl. I try to justify it. I never watch her for more than just a few seconds. She’s tall. Her hair is long and jet black. It’s so black it shines in the sun. Most days she wears it up in a bun. I think that’s sexy. I’ve seen her with her hair down a couple of times. It’s long and thick with nice curls. She always has these two little. Back in the car, the couple had unfastened his pants, exposing his long, thin penis. It was seven inches or more in length, but not much wider than my thumb; about an inch. He was still playing with her tits as she stroked him.I looked back at the couple next to us. He was still playing with her bottom, but had pulled the back of her dress up, and had his hand inside it. She had unbuttoned another button at the top of her dress and was still rubbing the front of the pants of the guy next to.