Chelsea started to protest...then saw the look in David's eyes and thought better of it. She glanced around nervously then meekly unbuttoned her white...blouse and handed it to him, exposing the lovely lavender-lace brassiere she had chosen that morning in anticipation of their romantic evening.David barely glanced at it. "Skirt."Chelsea drew a quick breath. Was he planning to make her strip completely naked out here? She had to admit that the thought was exciting, at least in the abstract, but. " She put her headdown and looked up at my face.? "Areyou comfortable Jim?",? shewhispered, appearing very concerned about my well being.? "Yes mam," I grunted, "I'mok." "Good...now,one more item that we must add."?She placed an oxygen mask around my nose and mouth and adjusted it.? I could feel the fresh oxygen laden airflooding around my face and the sensation was quite pleasant.? I breathed heavily and expelled the air,resting in a relaxed state. "AlrightJim, let's begin the test.? This. "Don't worry, you'll like her. She's really sexy, and very cute ... a bit of a wild side on her yes, and a few kinks ... but nobody better who can help us out here. Trust me."I'd always hated that saying. "Trust me." There was always a catch, some hidden warning that always proved itself out, though when it did, it was usually too late. Even so, I followed Jillian into the small, yet well displayed lingerie store, though realizing as we did, it wasn't just about that. Aside from the expected. “Fuck me, dad. Fuck me.”Matt couldn’t believe how sexy his daughter looked, dressed in those fine garments made for one thing only, sex. He pulled his cock all the way out and pushed it into her for a second time. Maisie moaned out loud for all to hear, her pleasure obvious by the tone and sentiment in her voice.Joan moaned too, but only because she wanted Maisie and Matt to feel like they were one and not alone in this world.John had meanwhile relieved himself of his clothes and was raising.