I play with my long hair nervously. I of course notice her smile gettingwider. "YES I am wearing panties," I say probably way to loud. I see alittle ...irl walking by holding her mommies hand, they both look at mesmiling obviously hearing my panties comment, I am so embarrassed."I thought so; that will continue because I don't want you wearinganything but panties when we do our road trip sweetie. This will be oneof the special conditions I will talk about shortly. You really are alittle pantyboy. I unbuttoned the fly, lowered the zipper. His pants started to sag, revealing the top band of his underwear and a bulge below. I pushed the pants aside and cupped the bulge, which was still growing. I pressed my face against the cloth, felt the heat within, smelled a not unpleasant muskiness. As I pressed my lips against the cloth, feeling his cock underneath, he made a sound almost like purring. I helped him to step out of the pants and briefly stopped to admire him. What a good-looking man, I. There was some idea that the kids would get together later after dinner, maybe at our house, maybe at Stephanie's house. Somehow, these things never seemed to get ironed out or decided until the very last minute.That's OK, I figured. We didn't really have much of an agenda, not seriously, only our usual horniness as always bubbling along beneath the surface. Not a lot had happened since Julie's e-mail to us, I think I said that already, but Lee and I had not lost sight of the. Considering she had two young daughters, I was amazed and delighted that her pussy was so tight. I quickly got into a good rhythm, grasped her hips, and probed deeper with each thrust.Helen groaned louder and my powerful pounding had her clinging to the edge of the table. Her tits actually popped out of her dress at the very moment I gasped, “I’m close… oh, fuck, yes.”“Don’t pull out,” she ordered. “I’m nearly there. Keep going, fill me up…”Trying to prolong the inevitable, I managed to slow.