I smiled. I was really enjoying putting on a show for these men. Then I cupped my large boobs in my hands and began to squeeze them, paying particular...attention to my nipples, pinching them to make them stand out further.As my hands went to my boobs, the robe fell to the ground and pooled around my bare feet.I was now feeling hotter than hell. I slowly spread my legs and displayed my shaven pussy. I could feel the moisture that had formed there and knew that they could all see it; it was the. His kisses landed not only on her lips, but on her cheeks and on her neck, slowing moving towards her supple breasts. He could hear her voice, the soft breath falling into the air and showing that his actions were quite satisfying. He saw her soft nipples and his hands ran across the surface of her breasts, his lips ending at the dark circles surrounding her nipples. He let his hands pass her breasts, slowly moving downwards before returning as he heard a short gasp of shock at his suddenness.. But it felt completely different this time. This time there was no hint of shame that I might be putting this woman at risk of having a child she might not be happy about.The aftershock part was afterwards, when the import of what had happened so quickly began to sink in. I had proposed, and she had accepted. Both of us knew that it had been an emotional decision, rather than one which was thought out with the seriousness it deserved.It took another week for the aftershock to settle down, and. The very next day my girl startedmaking purchases for my wardrobe. We would play dress up every weekend(not during the week because it was too draining and I needed my strengthif I was working the next day).As time went on my outfits grew. I was soon wearing garters and at firstfishnet stockings. I was told the hair on my legs was ok with fishnets butit would ruin the sexy stockings with the seams my girl wanted to see mein. So we were going to shave just my legs but then it only made sense.