I reached out to take it from her hands. It was cool to the touch, thematerial naturally of the finest quality. Soft, silky.Wonderful.I'd seen my on... and only girlfriend do it, of course, so I turned itbackwards, and clasped it in front of me, just below my chest, and thenspun the bra around, slid my arms into the straps, and pulled the wholething up and into place.The matching bra to my panties. And the feeling was beyond exquisite.I had never felt like this. Again, the quality of the. "Oh go-od! Oh, Denise," Kimbra nearly whined, "isn't that minute over yet?" Her hands gripped my ribs under my arms. She wasn't coaxing, she was urging me on. "Denise!" she pleaded. "Please! Now! Oh- hh, I want a taste of your hot little pussy."The sensations were insane! My tongue trailed down her sternum and across her soft little tummy, stopping to dart in and out and swirl around her belly button before continuing over her abdomen to the first little twists at the edge of her jungle. My. He watched every move I made. My heart jumped a beat,... I looked away from him trying to remain calm,...but he was truly lusting his mothers legs/ omg. I waited a few days as I pondered the unique attraction that he was feeling,... and evaluating my own reaction as well. I had to admit to myself that I found it all very exciting, yet forbidden too. I spent hours recalling the events I witnessed years ago which sent tingles down my spine,... the pleasant kind I might add. I came to the. I was far from a prude or holder of double standards, certainly not one to judge, but her hypocrisy really pissed me off. It was personal. She had dumped me to be with that panty waste Fred, who didn’t even want to fuck her until marriage. Ugh. And then she turned around and dropped every belief for which she broke up with me? That just irritated the hell out of me.“Yeah, it lasted six weeks, until I met up with Tom, Dick, and Harry here ... yes, those are their actual names ... and we really.