I have cleavage now! Again,little bits of lace tickle my skin. Looking at myself in the mirrors, mynipples are like little pebbles. A quick check, yep... that damp spot hasgrown.Putting on the tights is intuitive, of course. Until I get to thegarters, and then it's back to the ultranet to figure out how they work.Apparently I'm not the only woman to not have been taught this, andthere's lots of reference as well.I just called myself a woman. I don't know how to feel about that.Okay these panties. They sat in the living room and drank some more beers and talked for awhile. After about a half hour John took Kelli by the hand and took her to see his bedroom. John asked her if she had fun at the park, Kelli replied Yes I liked it, it was fun!. Kelli sat on his bed and they continued talking, then they started making out! John then laid Kelli on her back as they continued making out, his hands were up her dress and started rubbing her cunt, my wife said she didnt mind since he already saw. So after dinner we all met up and took a cab to the bar. As soon as we walked into the club I could tell it was going to be a good night. Good music and a good atmosphere had my blood rushing for the night to come. My husband and his new friend went straight to the bar and got us all double tequila shots. We quickly downed those and ordered some cocktails and headed to a corner table. All four of us headed to the dance floor shortly after and got our grind on. As the night went on, the drinks. As I slowly slid in she opened her mouth as if to scream, but no sound came out. I pulled out slowly, stopping with only an inch inside of her. I then started thrusting as fast as I could. She instantly screamed. Her small hands were gripping my arms which were holding up my upper body over her so I could look at her small tits bounce back and fourth with each thrust. The harder I fucked her the harder she'd press her long nails into my arm. I became tired after a while, and asked if she'd get.