He shut the door and sat on the toilet lid looking at what she'd givenhim, white tights. "Great, tights," he thought aloud. He'd seen enoughmovies and...TV shows to get the gist of putting them on, but was surprisedit was a little harder than it looked. It only took a minute and he wasstanding and looking in the mirror at himself, again.The dress was high-collared, had sleeves that barely reached past hiselbows, and his legs now looked solid white under the pink dress. If notfor his face and. I leaned forward so that could get at my bra strap and soon his hands were on my naked skin.My mind was still saying no but my body was over ruling everything. I lifted my bum off the seat so that he could roll down my thong and as soon as it was hanging off one ankle I opened my legs wide. He slipped into me with great ease for I was as wet as I had ever been."Fucking great," he said as he pumped into me."Please harder," I heard myself beg."Yes my little slut," he said and banged into me with. ? I mean I must get what I applied and asked for, or must I not, huh? Must I not really? "Come on," I tell and let know to him, "Don't give me that withdrawn and introverted look, hubby! I want my penis for banquet! I want to devour my fucking goddamn banana penis as my special dinner! Give it to me now already, will you?" Who told you it is your penis?"I toss back at him furiously and heatedly. "Who told you it does not belong to me?" You are such a witty girl, Ragnhild. Where do you want me. She removed her red jacket. Now she was in white top and blue jeans. Her naval was slightly visible and her nipples were inviting. Obviously she was not wearing a bra. I don’t know what was going through my mind but yes, sex with her was always in it.Coffee? She asked me to which I nodded but before she went to make it, I cross path her and said allow me to make it for you and all girls die on chivalry. She was no exception. As I made coffee, she sat near the stove facing me. I knew she was.