She shuddered as she smoothed the lotion all over her plump labia. She closed her eyes and imagined it was Jack stroking her. She had to make herself ...top before the orgasm overtook her. She looked in the mirror. Deciding on what panties to wear was easy. She picked up the light yellow transparent pair Jack had sent her. Examining herself in the mirror she said, “My goodness, you can see my pussy plain as day. I can even see the split of my lips. And so will he. “ She wiggled into a sexy bra. I suggested turning down the heat on the oven.Toni once again flipped her long brown hair back over her soft shoulders as she looked in my direction.“Your wife,” Toni remarked, “is a lucky woman. You’re quite handsome and charming.”I’m pretty sure I blushed a little, since I was not used to compliments.“You’re a lucky woman as well,” I bashfully replied, as I peered into the open oven door.“How so?” Toni asked.I took an oven mitten from Toni’s hand and pulled on the middle rack of the oven to. It had been almost three weeks of in-game time since we had previously played, so we were hoping that the other group had lost interest. We were going to make sure, though.The last time we played, Mason estimated that I had been shot from about a kilometer away. After zeroing in his scope for that distance, he slowly crouched up the steps. When he was high enough up, he slowly stood up just enough to see over the top step so he could scan the buildings. Within seconds there was a crack from his. "I wish the boys at my school had your muscles." They wouldn't know what to do with them. It's better for them to keep working on learning to read." Sasha giggled. "Daddy! They know how to read. Most of them, anyway. Even the football guys." "Must be a different kind of team than I played on." I said, smiling. Sasha surprised me by swatting me on the ass. "Okay, stud muffin, let's go get wet." Sasha rose up on her knees and waited for me to roll over. I realized, though, that if I did that she.