The crotch with its three hook closure had a small opening in the front. It looked so small in the box, to small in fact. There was no way she could f...t in that thing. With a trembling hand she ran her fingers down the cool material. So smooth , so sexy, so… not her. A zipper ran the length of the back with three closures at the top. So unsure but so anxious she tried it on. She almost giggled when she got the last closure fitted and looked in the mirror. It fit like a glove, like it was hand. Stephan moved quickly down the hallway, his swinging cock growing with each step.Today would be the day.Stephan loved watching women smoke. He’d developed a strong fetish for it. It was so fucking naughty. These women were playing with, and controlling fire and smoke. In his youth, he tried to play but was denied. He thought about the time his mother caught him melting crayons in the basement. She spanked him and made him cry, but that incident only helped to seal the friskiness and sexual. Mike was watching and stroking his hard cock. I walked on through and to the kitchen. I grabbed another beer and went back to watch. Mike was slowly sawing his cock in and out of my brides smoothly shaven pussy while he held her hips. I sat in my recliner so I could see, I watched his balls slapping my wife's pussy lips for a good five minutes before he pulled out and stepped aside. John took his place and began fucking her with hard fast thrust causing her to grunt and moan while holding Tim's. .. Have you ever slept with a guy before?” “No,” I said. “I’d barely even SEEN boys before I arrived here, aside from my brother and some of my cousins. There are some boys from my town but they always seemed to be a few years older or younger.” “Me either... It’s hard for me to talk to them... It’s hard for me to even decide I WANT to talk to them sometimes. Maybe once I’ve been with one I’ll want it more... I don’t know.” She was rambling. “Look, I should get going, you need to get ready.”.