Clara’s eyes widened once she realized that he was hard inside her, that he hadn’t cum. ‘Manolito, I can’t take anymore. Please you’re killi...g me,’ she complained unconvincingly. With a mischievous little boy smile that touched her heart in a way she didn’t want to examine, Manolito pushed her legs as far as possible to the point that she thought she was doing a split. Sending her another heart stopping grin, Manolito ignored her weak protests and pulled out of her, leaving her feel oddly. I was dressing for work and when I went to my sock drawer I saw that I didn't have any brown socks."Hey Bea, I don't have any brown socks." They are on top of the dryer. If you weren't so damn lazy you could have taken them upstairs and put them in your drawer yourself."That got my attention. In our eight years of marriage Bea had never barked at me like that. I went down to the laundry room, got my socks and underwear and took them up and put them away. I finished dressing and went down to the. She had on a light white half-cup bra with a back fastening only so it would just fall to the floor when un-clipped. Her firm nipples stood proud under then very light material. Under her skirt was a pair of white lace panties, bikini style, a size too small to reveal her cameltoe and the mound of her completely bald pubic bone. The outfit was finished off with a lace white suspender belt, sheer black seamed stockings and a pair of black 6 inch stileto's. She wore very little make-up, she. My husband pulled out a game he had gotten that I did not know about. It was a cheesy truth or dare game where you draw a card and do what is on the card. We all had a good laugh as we played. We all told embarrassing stories, I made out with both of them. Eventually I drew a card that had me do a strip tease. Since I was only wearing the sundress I danced as seductively as a pregnant woman can and pulled the dress off. I loved the looks on the guys faces as they watched. After the strip tease.