.and one more thing, tiger...She reached in her dress pocket and pulled out a pair of her silk panties."From now on when your done with my panties, pu... them back in my hamper, okay?" She asked. She looked into my eyes with a slight smile, then walked out of my room.I wanted to die. I'd been raiding mom's hamper for a long time and obviously forgot about the panties I stashed. Although embarrassed, I was a bit suprised that mom wasn't more upset. I just hoped she wasn't going to tell my dad.. "Quite a lot, actually," Suzanne retorted."What does that mean?" Becky and I have become good friends. We talk on the phone at least once a week. If you weren't so self-absorbed you'd know that." You've been talking to my daughter behind my back?" Jack was shaking. He couldn't remember when he'd been so angry.Suzanne laughed bitterly. "No, not behind your back. You haven't been there for her since Maggie died. She needed to talk to someone. You're always too busy wallowing in self-pity to—". Her tongue worked on my belly-button and it was pretty exciting. All the while her perky boobs rubbed against my naked torso. I tried to insert another finger into her arsehole but it felt tight and Juhi also indicated that she was not comfortable with it. I made her pose in the doggy position, climbed her back and started rubbing my penis inside her arse-crack while I kneaded her boobs and nipples with my free hand and took sips of beer. A few drops of pre-cum fell on her crack and I rubbed it. "There's something about live musical theatre. I just love it. And it's not as if you don't like the songs — You've been humming "Phantom" for weeks now." Yes, but that's because Stan bought me that Nightwish album, and it's on that. I don't think it'll be quite the same!" You'll be surprised, I think," Stan said. "Its pretty close. Yes, Denise, I'll stake dinner out tomorrow night on it. You'll love it." But you're already taking us out tomorrow, Stan," Denise protested."Then I can't lose,.