I knew I'd never forget the smell of him either. He waited for me to unbutton and unzip his jeans, slowly enough to try and delay the inevitable. "Don...t be afraid to touch my cock, Stephanie. Rub it up and down with your fist gripping it." He watched me jerk him off a little and I saw him grow larger between the fingers of my hand. "Now, baby? Daddy needs you to try something else. Give my cock a kiss, right on the tip." I gazed up at him hesitantly and tried to tell him that I didn't want to.. . looks like we're starting to get hard-ons again. Keep sucking our cocks, mommy!"Rachel was wearing plain white cotton bikini panties. She was now down to her bra and panties while her mother was on her knees, sucking their cocks and playing with their balls.'What next?'"Turn around for us. We want to see your underwear from every angle."She did a turn for the naked men, as their cocks continued being stroked by her mother. She showed them the back of her bra and her panties. She had to admit. And oddly erotic. By the time we got home I was ready to clean up and fuck my husband into submission. I tried that week to limit my pills. I didnt like what I was doing to get them. Actually, I liked it, it was pleasurable, but didnt like who I was when I did it. I failed. I was still out of pills by the time the games started. I decided to leave the skirt at home this time. I wore my cotton team t shirt and khaki shorts. Easy enough to get off and on if I had to, but conservative enough maybe. .By this time we'd walked around the store several times - my eye briefly being drawn to a display of riding crops before dismissing them, knowing that my curiosity was all that made them interesting and that reality would dim the appeal somewhat, experience having shown me that some things are better left in the imagination - and we were back in the car. You leaned over to kiss me quickly as you got out and I felt the brief soft touch of your cool lips on mine as I mentally replayed the.