One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just the...r kids, but grandkids as well. The sounds of children giggling, a serenade of Christmas melodies, make that day extra special. This year however just wasn’t the same, because her husband divorced her and married a woman half her age. Now all she does is grumble and said, “Bah humbug, and to hell with Christmas!”However, the coming Friday was. I wanted that; I wanted to be fucked by her cock and later fuck her in that sweet perfect butt she had…She made her way behind me, lifted my ass up by my hips so she made me adopt a doggie position. She lubed her fingers up with saliva and began rubbing it on my tight asshole.She circled my dark little hole briefly, before pushing one finger inside me. I was surprised how easily it slipped in and it did not hurt; so I moaned in approval. Then two fingers went up and she pumped them deep into. I want to be desired only by you.” “Honey, you can’t control who desires you. The only element you can control is how you behave in the face of it.” “What do you want me to do?” “Whatever you want to do.” “You’re not making this any easier. If we weren’t married, I’d probably screw him. But I am married. So I can’t do that.” “Actually, you can.” “I’m not cheating on you.” “That’s right. You’re not.” “You’re confusing me.” “Cheating involves deception. If you were trying to deceive me we. "Here are your panties, Pansy. Do you like them?" Mel said, handingover a pair of very frilly red panties. "Yes Miss Melinda. I like them." What do you like dear?" Jan asked."I like my frilly red panties." Pansy said as she voluntarily put them onherself, drawing a nice surprised smile from her would be tormentors."I just new you would." At this point, the breast forms were in place.Now came the corset. It was an adventure in pain, pleasure and feminineeroticism for Pansy. So tight, so.