She hardly acknowledged him dressed in his outfit, it was what she expected and she looked at him and sneered a bit, but they kissed and she only let ...im hang on her mouth for a minute"I've got some things to do," she said. "I'll be back tonight around 7. You be ready. Go buy a new outfit. Make it Wolford."She left and he got dressed in his man clothes. He always wore panties tho, vanity fair full-bottom, high-waste cut nylon, pale blue. He went to Karstadt. They had Wolford. He wasn't sure. For instance, when it came to stripping off old wallpaper, she could kind of slip her hands under the old stuff and just lift it right off the wall. I followed behind her with a putty knife and a sandpaper block, taking off what little dried paste was left behind. We managed to get three of the four second floor bedrooms ready to either paint or repaper before knocking off on Sunday afternoon.Her ability to remain visible and audible seemed to be getting better all the time, although neither of. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra. She never does on these visits. She knows what she's here for."Okay, Steve, let's get on with it." She never calls me "Dad" at the start of these weekly meetings. That always changes, though.She led me to my bedroom, as usual. She then kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned her blouse, lifting it over her head to display those luscious tits, which I noted were swollen and taut with nipples fully erect. Despite her protestations to the contrary, she was. . Lights on..Divya was sitting on bed covering her boobs by hand and Anjali on floor with glass of wine.. Anjali got up from floor… Pulled me to bed and both undressed me… From my undie.. My cock was hanging down it lost its stiffness because of this surprise… Anjali ordered Divya to suck it.She went on her knees and took the charge.. Slowly and seductively gave me nice blowjob.. While Anjali kept me busy kissing and between her boobs. I just pushed Anjali on bed undressed her and started to.