"That's right, my darling sissy boy," she said, descending closer as shelooked down and the bunches of her petticoats darkened his face. "You cankiss ...nd kiss and kiss Auntie Marilyn's panties for her, under herdress." The silk of her crotch met his nose as he realised he might needa long, deep breath. From his nose, the panty flowed out over his cheeksand spread round his whole head as the soft flesh of her backside pinnedhim to the couch. She was talking to him, he knew, but all sound had. My wife sent me a half-smile. "I have no doubt that it would; after seeing your reaction to some of the things I told you tonight, I'm fully aware of what it would do to you." If you did go, I'd be wondering what you're doing - all night," I mused in a trembling voice. "Where's she having her Hen night?" At a club in town, honey," Angela told me. Her eyes suddenly sparkled. "You do know how wild and uninhibited a bunch of frisky girls can get at a Hen night, don't you?"I nodded. "Yes," My mouth. I started kissing her neck and licking her ear lobe.I can sense that she is enjoying each and every bit of it. I whispered slowly in her ear that Swati you are sexy and I want to make love to you. My words made her go mad and she bit me hard on my cheek. She started kissing me all over my face and gave me a nice smooch.She said fuck me Raghav I want to enjoy today. I am all yours make me your slave. Her words made me tie her to the bed and I could see that excitement on her face. I was teasing. It fell in long driving white swirls around the large suburban ranch house, heaping up, drifts against hedges and eddying in curled billows against the frosted window panes of the Howards' bedroom.Betty Howard leaned back on the bed, sighing deeply as she pulled the silk stockings up her legs that were as slender and delicately sculpted as ever. A martini glass sat almost empty on the table next to the bed, and it was easy to see that she had already had quite a few from the dreamy quality that.