She was pissed, you must not want this pussy anymore, you suck, thats what came across my text screen for the next minute or so. i didnt answer back b...t felt that when i do get back in town im going to fuck her so hard for sending me a text like that. the next day when i got back into town i text her, im on my way, get that pussy ready for me. she responded ok im home. when i reached her house i already had in mind what i was going to do to that pussy. i was going to teach her a lesson. i rang. Then Winston got up, offered his hand to my wife and the three of us headed for the private rooms.Up a short flight of stairs and down the hall to an empty bedroom then we went inside. Once there I settled into a chair across from the bed and watched the slow mating dance begin. First he massaged her arms while unbuttoning and slipping off her blouse. Then he moved in, kissed her lips and neck after that got her to stand up while he pulled down the pants she was wearing.After that the shoes. "I'm only partially dressedand I can't believe how wonderful these clothes feel! How could sheprefer cotton panties to these dreamy satin ones I wore, why would sheever wear socks when she could wear these stockings which were makingmy legs look so pretty and sexy!"The slip made me look much better hiding the unsightly bulge in mypanties. The pantyhose helped keep it in check but now with the slipon I looked more like a girl with my pretty, nylon covered legsextending beyond the lace hem of. Earl had known the youngster ever since he moved in next door, but until now, he had never realized how much she was maturing."Hi, Mr. Allen," smiled Hope."Hello, dear," the man answered, unable to take his eyes off her sexy young body."Where are you going?" asked her mother. "Over to Judy's house," the cute little blonde answered. "I'll be back sometime this afternoon."Earl felt his cock starting to swell in his pants as he stared at her. Her cut-offs were so tight he could see the outline of.