”The resolve in his voice actually made her feel a little more secure—a little, but not enough. “It’s like being on a ship when you know it’... going to crash onto a planet,” she responded, shaking her head slightly in denial of his words. “Everybody around you is yelling and screaming and all you really want to do is grab the person next to you and fuck the shit out of them. Because you know you’re going be dead soon, anyway,” she told him. She spoke without an ounce of hesitation. The gathering. There was even an occasional wagging of a firm cock in salute. (Men in panties still appreciate feminine beauty and the host's wife and company were making our panties very full indeed.)There was a great deal of side-chatter among men who were freed of the secrecy that usually accompanied men who choose to wear womens undergarments. Some of it was technical... materials, colours and transparency - how much to reveal. Many of these men in their sixties could only get a stiffy when wearing. I sat up and began gently tracing my fingers up her slit. “Do you want to cum my pet?” “Y..yes mistress... please... I need to cum.” I smiled, knowing she was holding off for me. “Good girl,” I pushed two fingers into her dripping pussy “Cum for your mistress.” I leaned down again, liking around my fingers as they thrust in and out of her. I paid attention to her clit rolling it over my tongue. She came quickly after, spasmming around my hand as I continued to finger her through her orgasm. I. I know I was, I could feel the air moving in and out of my mouth, but no sound was produced. Kathy continued.“Do you have the hots for your little girl? Does it excite you that she is a sexual being? Does she look like me at that age, do you want her the way you wanted, and had, me? Or do you...”At that point, she collapsed into laughter, the severe accusatory look fading away. “Oh, I had you really going there! You should see how guilty you look! I never imagined that you would fall so.