Forcing his lips onto Adam’s, Harry took the opportunity to gain full control of the situation. Harry removed his hands from Adam’s face, and then...while kissing him deeply and passionately, grabbed hold of Adam’s gorgeous, smooth, round buttocks. He played with his ass for a while, massaging the cheeks and kneading them like dough in his hands. Adam gave in with no fight, trusting his lover, giving him total control over his body. Adam felt Harry’s hands loosen on his bum and smoothly slide up. I became aware that I was near the point of orgasm myself. The erotic energy of this moment was overpowering. Slowly, the wracking orgasm Helen experienced began to subside. Her breathing became more regular. She released her legs to gravity and they lay across the chair and the ottoman, opened in an almost lewd angle. Her arms draped along the arms of the easy chair. As I watched, her pussy continued to spasm, alternating between gaping and clamping. The cycles came slower and the extremes. After a few minutes he groaned out loudly and shot a huge load on my chest and stomach. I closed my eyes and savored his twiching ass massaging my dick while he was having a unbelievable strong orgasm. Suddenly I felt him stand up and come to rest on his belly beside me. Hewas looking at my dick like it was a delicous dish and grabbed it with his right hand, while having a natural curious expression on his face. He first drove up and down the shaft a couple of times and then focused on my head. The panties no longer felt slick, I was all hemmed in with the stretchy fabric. The girdle had a shiny satin panel in front, sort of an oval shaped affair with stitching all around it. There was a little blue flower in the center of the waistband and there were also shiny panels down the sides of my legs. “There, let me look,” Aunt Rose said as she took my hand and twirled me around. I felt her hand on my butt, and looked at my reflection in the mirror over my shoulder. The back of the girdle.