“Tell me more.”I do indeed have a long history of stealing panties and lingerie and dressing up, though I have never gone the full monty. I begin ...o explain. It was mostly the naughtiness of taking the items from my mother and stimulating myself which drove me since I was about sixteen. I have worn panties and some lingerie in role play with my partners but rarely. I have also been sucked or jacked off with a pair of silky satiny panties.I do love the sensual rustle of nylons, the slip of satin. She sat naked on my lap as I played with her lush tits as she moved from site to site looking at racy lingerie for her to wear around the house for me.She blushed seeing the half-cup corsets I wanted for her and the breast harnesses, I found on a custom website. But she agreed to them provided I let her remodel the barn loft into our private playroom. I agreed suggesting we make it soundproof and install a set of cameras to record our training sessions with.Her eyes flashed as she cast me a. Another wiped it off her face, wet and slippery, that hand displaced her hand on his cock. Quickly, on the floor, propped on her elbows with her legs spread wide, she was stopped in the strobe as she waited. The hand stroked for another spurt, she opened her mouth, and with one hand stretched her swollen pussy to show its wet, pink interior. The spurt of semen splashed on her belly. She mopped it up with her fingers and quickly put them in her pussy, deep inside and when she’d. I wondered if the blueness of the vein in her thigh was contingent on the intensity of the sex she was having. I knew the blueness of the vein in my wrist was. As I felt myself building up to an orgasm, I shut my eyes. I listened to Emily's symphony; she moaned a beat per second; her pussy made wet squishy noises and the bed sheets rustled as her legs bore down on them and lifted off. I heard the wine in the bottle swish as she raised it and took a huge swig. I heard Emily chugging the wine,.