? It sure was personal,as I found when I opened it and found several pairs of girl?s panties andsome girl?s blouses. ?Hope I got the sizes right," he ...umbled, and thencontinued, ?I noticed you staring at mine and thought you might like someof your own.? I didn?t know what to say, yeah, I had been staring at someof the clothes that Jaden wore, his sister?s hand-me-downs, but I hadn?treally thought about wearing anything like that myself. Or had I? Iremembered how I?d wondered what it would feel. Uske yeh bolte hi mai samjh gaya ki kya chal raha hai or maine pucha ki sampoo kaha hai usne kaha ki vahi cuboard me mai vah room me gaya or dekha to sampoo nahi mila lekin uske niche vale box me kuch condom ke packets mile. Maine jaldi se apne kapde utare or bathroom ki traf chal diya.Bathroom iss baar vo bina kuch bole hi bathroom ka darvaja khola or ander guss gaya vo utli kahdi thi to usse pata nahi chala. Or maine ussse piche se pakad liya. Tabhi vo boli yeh kya rahe ho or jor se dacha. He didn’t quite peel off, but it was close. As she walked downstairs, she mulled over what Craig was probably thinking: Get me out of here. I’ll never fucking come back. Goddamn it, I’m not a faggot. But then give it a week or so. The shame would fade. Craig would remember what it felt like—not just the physical sensations but also the thrill of having a whole other person do exactly what you wanted. No negotiation, no uncertainty, no ability to say no—just give an order and it’s done. Craig. But as soon as she realized that I really wanted her to fuck another man, she froze up and that was the end of our lovemaking for the evening. I didn't give up though. I really wanted it to happen. I know it's strange that a husband would want to have his wife fucked by another man, but Laura was just so hot looking when she was having sex with me that I had this overpowering urge to watch her doing it with another man so I could see every detail, every move she and he made. I continually.