"I want you to do this to me" I said to him, as I handed over the pad. "Are you sure?" "Oh god yes." "Stand up"I stood."Stand in the door frame. Raise...your arms"I did as I was told. I hadn't been planning to have a hot session tonight, we were still slobbing around in our house clothes. I was wearing an old T-shirt without a bra and a long wraparound skirt. I stood with my hands raised and spread, and bf reached to his side of the bed, where there was a large glass of water.He moved closer to. It slinked over every curve andhugged my body like a second skin. I slipped it past my derri?re,wriggling sexily as I felt it form to my booty.Once past my stomach I slipped my arms through the straps and finishedthe process. I loved this moment, as the cups reached up and lifted mylittle titties, forcing them into a prison of sexiness and lace. Ihooked the clasp and adjusted the straps. This lingerie was made for me.I bent over at the hips and clasped my stockings to the garter straps,trying. She isn’t one for loving anal but we have in the past. This time however I pushed a finger just inside. She groaned but I knew it would hurt so looked around for a lubricant. Seeing the pot of Vaseline on the side I dipped a finger in and went back to her arse. Pulling her open I had her wider than ever before and much more she was liking it. But I wanted to fuck her first and lay on the bed. She got on top and we began to fuck like that but after a while I changed her around so she was fucking. My imagination was taking me up those lovely legs, concerned about where exactly that tan line would end. I believe that our conversation continued on an academic plane, but I suppose that a Freudian would have found more in it. She licked her lips. I began to wonder how many clips her bra had. Had her nipples shown through the bra when she came in? I would have remembered that. They were now! A familiar moist sensation surrounded my now so-sensitive penis. I started to reach across the desk to.