“What are you going to wear for our guests?,” I ask as I tease his engorged cock with my fingertips.“Have I turned you on wearing just my boots ...nd my cup-less string bra?”“Yes, you know you always do,” he tells me as I hand him a tiny black jock strap.“And you always turn me on wearing nothing but this,” I tell him as I do up the clip at the side of it. “Wear a shirt for me with all the buttons undone as well.”Our guests let themselves in as we arranged. We could hear them remarking on the. And it might even be the healthiestpsychological adaptation we could make to the physical change we gothrough. That, at least, is the current thinking among leadingpsychologists who've examined the phenomenon."Twenty minutes. Then it looks like I can spend a few minutes with mydarling daughter," I said, dropping down on the sofa beside Grace andgiving her a hug. "What're we watching?" It's a French movie," she said, "a real tear-jerker."It was a romance set in the 1970s with both the male and. Estelle was glowering at her from the far end of the office.“You two remain here,” Estelle, commanded Hazel and Anthony. Then she barked at everyone else in the office, “All of you will remain exactly where you are, please. Come along, Marie, this way, please.”The fact that Estelle had used the ‘please’ word to her (mostly unrecognised) companion didn’t surprise anyone. But the fact she’d terminated her command to them with the word, totally confused them. It was unknown for their Lord and. Oh my I heard Liz say as my cock pumped a massive load deep into her womb. Then she said she was cumming too. I felt her pussy contract around my cock causing even more cum to erupt from my balls. I stayed inside her till my cock stopped throbbing and went semi limp and Liz caught her breath. I pulled out and surveyed her pussy. My cum had overflowed her cunt spraying the cum back onto me and soaking her bush and mine as well. The smell of my cum over took the smell of her pussy. Liz looked.