"Shh, you don't want your mum coming up do you?" I instructed, desperately hoping she would obey. She shut her mouth to muffle her moans and I brought...my hand all the way up to her crotch, stroking her pussy through her already soaked panties. She grabbed me and kissed me hard, continuing to moan into my mouth, as I picked up the pace of my rubbing, my other hand pulling her bra aside under her shirt. She started getting me off faster now and I hoped I would last long enough to bring her to. Seriously hurt her. I don’t want that happening, Newlin.”Borelli’s eyes reflected the sadness inside him and his body language the determination to crush anyone actually hurting his wife.Scotia stood up and raised her voice. “I like being hurt, Barry. That’s the whole fucking point. Why can’t you get that through your head?”Barry had used this argument before with favorable results for him, not Scotia. His prominentposition as City Councilman had that effect on most men.Mark placed his crystal. Why, just look at Sara going to town on Carl and Jack. Boy, she really likes to suck cock. I bet she’d love a third one shoved in her face. And, just whose face is she sitting on, anyway? Why that’s Pammy, go on man, forget about Linda and get in the middle of that. Just stick that big dick of yours into Pam’s dripping bush. She’ll squeal in surprise and delight.’ ‘It’s not that man,’ he started to say, loudly, then dropping his voice almost to a whisper, ‘I don’t know if I can take watching. "I put on the girdle as she watched; it fit tight but not painfully. Shewas right, I had worn hose before, so I rolled up a stocking, pulled itup my leg, and attached it to the girdle with the garter clip. Thestocking had a lot of Lycra in it and molded tightly to my leg. Shewatched me intently, increasing my embarrassment at my situation. I knewmy actions indicated that I had more than a passing acquaintance withfemale clothes. When I had that done, she opened the garment bag andtook out a.