The girl moaned and gasped, her cries echoing through the living room. Her father stared in hopeless longing, knowing that he would never touch her fl...sh the way I would. That the secret desires to fuck his daughters would never happen.Because they were mine.My dick erupted into Ranya's mouth. I groaned, pumping so much jizz into my sister's hungry mouth. The pleasure surged through me. Every blast of cum had me whimpering and groaning, drawing my husband's attention again. My tits heaved as I. By the time I finished dressing she was ready to go. My wife looked beautiful, with her little black dress showing so much leg and I could see her nipples pushing out like little pencil erasers. ‘You look gorgeous, but black is not much of a holiday color.’ ‘Can’t you see my red toenails through these open toed shoes, and look red fingernails too. Did you forget about my red panties?’ She lifted her dress to show me her panties. ‘How many other people get to see those tonight?’ ‘We’ll. "After supper, I went back upstairs and rubbed the lamp."That was rather quick. Ready for your last wish?" the genie said whenhe appeared.I nodded and said, "I wish that both boys and girls could wear whatevermakes them happy and comfortable, skirts or pants." An excellent wish, mistress. It shall be done, and then I must say mygoodbyes."I thanked him, and he disappeared, and then I got ready for bed.The next morning, the lamp was gone,I got dressed, (picking a skirt today), had breakfast, and. It's amazing what's out there.I posted a hidden cam picture of my lovely red-headed wife fucking me, and giving me head, and then of course, the classic 'holy crap she's actually pretty' picture of her in a pretty summer dress.I would banter back and forth with different guys, looking for someone who might be up for a little challenge. It's funny how these sites seem to attract the bored male on evenings who hopes for an easy lay.When I found a single guy, close to our age, who lived in the.