I used to wear tiny shorts, tank tops in our home. Its what I used to wear in Bangalore and I did not want to change it. My husband was okay with it b...t not infront of others. Anyway before my FIL arrives I used to change to home pants but I would still keep my tank top. Even my husband agreed to that. Anyway when my FIL started coming everyday I no longer cared about changing to pants as it seriously started to irritate me. Because I used to wear it in Bangalore in front of my whole family and. I pick up your wet panties and put them in my pocket and we walk out the car door. We walk up the stairs to exit the station and I whisper to you, "I can't wait to get home to finish off what we had started," You breathlessly answer, "Hell, I'm not waiting 20 minutes for you to fuck me some more." We exit the station and start to walk through the parking lot to my car. I say, "Well, my love, you will have to wait until we get home, because there is not enough room to fool around in my. Please finger me", but she shakes her head in disapproval. "you can do better." she says as her finger dips inside of me again, repeating the same process, but this time the tip remaining inside. "come on slut.." she demands impatiently, her soft lips lowering to just above my mound and biting down, her teeth slowly biting harder and harder while she waits. I scream out in pain as my feet plant on the bed and my hips raise off the bed a little, finally screaming out as she bites incredibly hard. She thought she had the most beautiful mother of all her friends. They did eveything together, shopping, cooking, swimming, laughing, talking about boys and more. Lexi was devastated when her mom was killed in a tragic accident.She and her step father helped each other through the grief. Over time their wounds healed, and Lexi started doing more of the things around the house that needed to be done, in addition to going to school. She was seventeen now, and had learned to do everything.