I hope you don't mind," I laughed as my left hand started to move along the outside of her trembling left upper thigh.My right hand started at the top...of her ass, my palm against her with my fingers pointing down. I moved my hand slowly along her, pausing as my fingers approached her perineum. Moving more slowly now. I smiled as my fingers felt the moistness of her juices on the pantyhose."Someone's wet," I whispered, as my hand slowly continued its journey upward.I began to move my hand up and. I did ly best to open my mouth wide open and try and grab her package - it was fairly small and incredibly soft! Yet, it flled all of my mouth and with my nise stuck in the butt crack of my mistress it was a challenge to breathe! She liked this very much and I loved to be sucking on her balls.Mistress Irina moved again and said sternly: suck my dick bitch, come on, take it. Her dick was small, almost crooked, but was a pure delight and a delicious uncut foreskin that I could almost chew with my. Sure enough, the front door was opened. There were muffled femalevoices. I was relieved not to hear any masculine ones.A moment later my wife called out, "Ducky, daring. Come and greeteveryone."I heard her as if from a distance, but well enough to respond. Theparts of me that were encased in rubber were getting warm, yet thatdidn't prevent a shiver from running down my spine. With no otherchoice, I waddled toward the living room. There was an expectant hush.I entered slowly, more naked. Just because you do doesn't mean you're a lesbian."She was still blushing, but she was looking quizzically at me, so I smiled and said, "Yes your decrepit old mother has fantasized about women and I had a girlfriend in college."That got a gasp of shock as she said, "Mom!" again.I laughed at the expression on her face, but waited for her to get it together. She eventually pulled herself back and looked at me appraisingly, acting like I was someone she had never seen, so I shrugged and said, "So.