This time I have a clear view, and my suspicion is confirmed- apparently no panties, and definitely no bra. I u*********sly stop looking at the shorts...for a second as I watch- I can already feel my cock stirring as I admire the view. You suddenly grab another pair of pants and stand up- I look back down, but I don't think I did it in time. You don't say anything, though- you just hold the shorts out and look at them like you did the first pair, then hold then up to your waist like you can't. Sara could wear pants at theodd time if she so chose, but there was no doubt that Joan didn't carefor her in them. As far as I was concerned? Forget it - strictlyskirts, dresses - not even shorts. To tell the truth, once I got usedto my new attire, I much preferred it - I especially loved a formfitting long dress in a jersey wool - just made me feel very filmstarrish - decidedly glamorous, which was a damn sight more than any ofmy other clothes had ever managed.Finally, the six months was. ‘Hey, guys.’ Cole hurried over and pulled his wife into a hug as she reached the bottom step. He flashed a grin at Drew. ‘Thanks for taking care of her.’ ‘My pleasure.’ Drew smiled. ‘I’ll take any opportunity to spend some time with a beautiful lady, no matter how brief.’ Cole snorted with laughter and Nancy gave him a playful scowl. ‘You don’t think I’m beautiful?’ Cole gaped and shook his head as he stammered. Drew laughed and winked at his teammate when Nancy turned to give him a hug.. My wife dropped off the table and began sucking and licking Bill and Old Fred's dangling cocks, cleaning up their last dollops of cum that hung from their tips and obviously tasting my daughters ass juices.I was now tugging my cock hard, as I watched my daughter getting her ass fucked furiously for the third time, she groaning and cursing repeatedly as he slammed into her, and I was sure if he didn't cum soon he was probably actually going to tear her a new one.His big balls were slapping her.