...or is that Chrissie? Beth has already told me she suspects you play with her underwear because she has found a lot of her things out of place....an... even spots of dried something or other on them at times. I don't suppose you know anything about that do you? Bet you thought you'd never get caught......especially by me of all people. But I forgot my purse and had to come back and get it. Lucky me, huh? You're lucky Beth went ahead to the mall or else both of us would be standing here watching. Married for six years to my husband Bill who’s 39, his very own personal cock crazy little slut and I love it. Thinking I’ll never be totally satisfied, he lets me do anything I want as long as we enjoy it together and I wouldn’t want it any other way. His biggest turn on is when I’m having an orgasm, which sounds like someone’s stabbing me to death with pleasure. Knowing how much it excites him makes it even more intense for me. At time’s I feel like I’m going to pass out, and seeing me that. Both groaned in pleasure. My cock was so hard I felt I had to join in and do something to relive the tension in my cock and body. But I thought I should wait till I’m invited. Their voices became louder and louder, they stared into each other’s eyes as they started to perspire. Their backs glistened with beads of perspiration, their foreheads rippled with small drops which ran softly down their faces. It was Kim who shouted out first, “Fuck yeah, come on, do me, do me.” She thrust up harder. At least the lip gloss was semi-permanent, so that saved me having to redo my makeup.Cleaning the dildo I placed it back in to its drawer, and moved to the “bed bag” which contained the nightwear for that night, and the chosen plug. The plug was round, glass, with small metal strips down the side and electrical connectors at the end. I guessed I would be in for a long night, who knew what this plug would do once wired up, but I began to insert it anyway. I was in enough trouble as it was and.