She watched as her son almost comically put on the bra. He clearly hadno clue how to do it correctly. Once he had it on she saw him takepanties and ve...y carefully stuff them into the cups. Next he took out apanty from the very bottom of the pile and put it on. It was a fadedpink and almost a rag. His little penis pushed ever so slightly againstthe nylon fabric. Abruptly, Timmy closed the drawer and opened the onebelow. She wondered what he would do with her hosiery drawer, put onpantyhose?. I pulled her close to me and her tongue, cold from the drink, was in my mouth and she tasted like cherries and tequila. ***I woke up much later that evening, the fire dying out. I was lying on the rug and my head was spinning. Then I recalled the last few hours. Kana had crawled closer to me on the fake fur rug, sucking the last of the cherries off the stick as she looked up into my eyes, then she was unbuckling my belt and pulling out my cock, and in the next instant she had her tongue on. By writing these sex stories, I figure out what I like, what I want more of, what rocks my housewifely world. And the Caveman seems to really be getting his groove on, instinctively knowing how to completely turn me on and get me off. I think that’s how and why I ended up with his big toe in my pussy the other night. I love that spontaneous kind of weirdest. And I would have loved some of that last night but my saucy teaser boy was busy working. AGAIN. But don’t worry. I got through it. After. In this movement she lets her shirt down not thinking about it. I have such a hard on I can’t take it. I look around and there is no one parked behind the shopping center. I put the laptop on the passenger seat and pull out my dick trying to get some relief. Meanwhile, Mark goes back to rubbing lotion on my wife’s back. He says something and un-clasps her bra in the back. She holds her hands up to keep her breasts covered. He takes his time rubbing her back and starts to make his way to her.