"Not all humans are as I am, or as Camilla is. Some are ... well, fearful of things that are different from them. They're suspicious, always ready to ...ee the worst rather than the best. And some of those people are in positions of power, of authority, of leadership, and they exert a strong influence over the others." We have seen this, even from far," he told me. We weren't touching, but again I could hear him clearly, though not pick up his other surface thoughts with the same facility I could. Besides, the club secrecythat is." I tried asking Stan about other couples but he told me I would have tofind out for myself. We spent the rest of the afternoon in bed togetherbut once again Stan kept our orgasms at bay. I was so aroused I couldbarely see straight by the time we had to get ready to leave. I slipped outside in only a robe and my panties to get the dress Iwanted to wear that night. I also got the three-inch heels that wentwith the dress as well as the corset stocking and panties.. I was not embarrassed David knew about my underwear fetish. I was totally intrigued for the reason why David decided to call upon me, of course David was quite tipsy, I offered him an alcoholic drink, he choose whiskey so I poured him quite a large measure, we made small talk but his eyes were fixated on my crotch area.David's glassy eyes were full of lust, his eyes revealed how horny he was and he began to stroke his cock through his trousers, I was standing opposite him so I parted my legs. Becca was on her knees in the grass with her head down and her big ass raised high. By the sound of her voice I could tell she had been worked up for quite awhile and was nearing an orgasm, and not her first! What I didn't expect to see was that her mother was kneeling behind her and was fucking the shit out of her daughter with a huge strap-on that glistened, even in the dark."Slap...slap...slap...slap..." went the rhythmic sound of Ann's belly slapping against Becca's upraised ass.I stumbled.