Her hands trembled as she felt my breasts and unbuttoned my shirt and wrapped my arms around her waist, I could feel myself falling and as I moved up ... grinded her pelvis and this is where the real action began, she moaned loudly whispering in my ear how she has longed to have me in bed! She unpeeled my shirt and began licking and kissing my nipples, grabbing my belt and pulling me towards her, by now my clit was throbbing for her and I could take no more. I began to undo the button on her. On Saturday it rained a good deal of the day so I just lay around watching the tube. But Saturday night rolled around and I was thinking about her lingerie again. I ran upstairs stripped and slipped on some pink thongs, then saw the matching thigh high hose and sheer nightie. I wasn’t sure if I should do this but said what the fuck, slipping the hose on, (they felt wonderful), then the nightie. There was a big tent in the panties and I laughed about that, wondering how ridiculous I looked. I. I was now almost certain of his intentions though didn’t know how to proceed. I wanted toJand excited to oblige see him but didn’t want to disturb the pleasure he was providing me. So keeping my stance almost the same I tried to turn my upper body a bit in his direction so that I could get a glimpse of his face.It took a bit of effort and finally I saw him with the corner of my eye. He was a middle aged guy, a bit dark, about the same height as me or a bit taller I couldn’t say, bald with a. A reporter and some others who'd followed the idiots outside came back in and informed the crowd what had happened to the egg throwers, which relieved the audience further.After a while the tension was gone, and I was able to get the meeting back on track. I would've preferred to have not had that crap, but it'd been relatively painless.I introduced my family to the audience. I used a several-minute long "Get To Know Us" micro-family history as an excuse to insert many jokes and loving.