I'll wear nice panties, tight leotards, pantyhose, anything. Bet you’d love to be with someone who lets you wear tights, who would wiggle their bum ...or you in Lycra and let you kiss them?''Yes, please.' 'Stroke my arse, Harry, and tell me that I'm beautiful.' I rested my hands on his shoulders.Harry stroked the tight shimmery fabric of my tight blue, Lycra shorts and said that I was beautiful. I cupped the back of his big head and spoke delicately and tenderly about how I used to sniff and wear. I couldnt find it, i looked around here and there. I saw a guy sitting next to a tree and he had my ball. I went to him and told him it was my ball. He asked to play with me, now i couldnt let him come to my house to play. I made some excuse but he wasnt buying it. Now this guy was a panhandler, he was old, was hairy all over. He had long hair and a growing moustache. I finally agreed to play with him for some time just to get my ball back. He smiled and pulled his shirt up. I saw a his huge. I know he is with your wife, but I, I have never been unfaithful.”“Are you also obedient to your husband?”“Yes.”“He has told you to pleasure me.”She shook her head, not being able to comprehend why this man she called husband had told her to have sex with another man. When I took her head in my head to raise her eyes to mine, she flinched but did not pull away.“You must do this, Alicia. Now, undress for me.”A tear formed. A single tear, in her right eye, the liquid growing until it overflowed. I know he didn’t have the biggest cock, but it sure felt like I was stretched as much as I could. As soon as he slid in all the way to the hilt, he collapsed onto his arms on either side of my shoulders.We both smiled and let out a laugh, then he lowered his head and gave me a passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back, then he removed his mouth from mine and began to fuck me, slowly. I sucked on his neck as he began to get his rhythm. He moved up to fully extended arms again, then.