There, facing each other, were my wife---in sexy demi bra and panties---and my cousin Steve in lewdly tented boxers. Several thoughts hit me at once. ...ince she always slept naked too, dressing up in a special bra and panties took some forethought. Forethought meant she expected he’d be out there too, yet she didn’t put on a modest robe. Knowing that dual layers of sheer lace barely hid her succulent nipples was more than an “accidental” tease and explained her broad smile.This happened in a. Satisfied with my answers, she asked me whether I was sure of what Iwas doing and I bent down before her while answering "yes", very close to the insteps of her feet; she repeated her question and, looking at her strong feet and painted toe-nails, I confirmed, she placed her right foot on my neck, the heel of its sandal touching my head. Thus annihilated under her foot, I felt delicious sexual excitement and pressed my erect penis to the floor. Sentence by sentence, she dictated the oath I had. I felt the donkey’s cock at my throat…he was milking me…a few more strokes and I was riding into the dark on that powerful thrusting cock…I was breathless and in ecstasy and delirious and abandoned myself to his thrusting and came and came again…that donkey got tense and earnest and desperate to finish and I wanted him to release his cum into me. I squeezed hard on his cock, holding on…then I felt hot jets of cum washing my body…I was sweating and there were tears as I squeezed and milked him. "No... it isn't. Still, we don't have any proof. I don't know what to do next. I just can't think of anything that would tell us more." I said morosely.Penny was silent for a long time before she finally spoke again."What if we scare her... your mom, I mean?" she asked."Why?" I saw a movie the other night on TV. It was about a guy who got an anonymous letter telling him he was in danger. He didn't know who it came from. It drove him crazy. Later he got another letter telling him his days were.