Annie Oakley I ain't.Buck patted my back and said, "Good job for a first-timer. More than enough to qualify. You might want to practice some more, tho...gh. Practice makes perfect."I nodded agreement and put the pistol on the bench. Connie loaded it, put on her earmuffs, and promptly put all six shots dead center.We stopped at Sulli's for a beer and some pool before we went to her house.We both slept in on Sunday, and after a leisurely breakfast spent most of the day together in bed. I was. He heard water splashing below. “Darling, the pipe is not even connected!”“I was – interrupted.”“I thought you said you fixed it.”“I just told you – I was interrupted.”“It’s okay, darling – I’ll fix it. Why don’t you go upstairs and relax?” He put on what he believed was his sexy voice. “Remember what we said we’d do when I got home.” Janice shuddered. There was no way she would get back in that bed and give Elliott what she had promised him. But while she’d been lying upstairs, naked and. With her free hand, Jenny guided my head to Mom's other breast, and I took that nipple into my mouth, sucking it gently. A moment later my mother's arms gently drew my head close, cradling me to her breasts as if I were an infant again, and she was encouraging me to nurse from her. Jenny knelt to slide Mom’s panties down to her feet. I glanced downward to steal a glimpse of my mother's full thatch of chestnut pubes. The sight of her pussy sent my arousal soaring even higher. I couldn't. ." Mitch started only to be cut off by Mercy."The garter belt: yes. But the bra? Mitch. That might be a lot morenoticeable. Do you really want to risk it?" You are right," Mitch relented. "I was just so curious."Mercy sighed. It all started with one small prank. Boxer shorts to rubypanties. The consequence had been that Mitch had developed acrossdressing addiction to panties. Mercy had failed to notice how theaddiction had evolved. It now included garter belts and apparently,Mitch was eager for.