One thing i'd always enjoyed was when i was living with a longterm girlfriend years ago,sometimes if she went out for the night i would dress up in he... underwear and clothesit started just with wearing her hold up stockings and then gradually progressed to panties and bra too and then a mini skirt and top the whole thing afer a while.the feel of wearing the hold ups would have me rock hard with a swollen cock in mere secondsand the miniskirt barely covering my ass just made it worse.Anyway. “Crap!” she said again for emphasis, then sighed and turned into a dirt road conveniently screened by foliage that would mask her indignity from passing motorists and turned off the engine. “Get a hold of yourself,” she scolded, checking her hair in the rear view mirror. “I can talk my way out of this.” The cop eased up behind her and sat in his car, obviously running her license plate. It seemed like the policeman was going to take forever. Thank God she wasn’t driving her own car. If he had. The first time we had sex I was leaning against the headboard with him and, in a small show of gratitude, or affection, I leaned over and kissed his left shoulder (or was it the side of his neck)? And Frank said, “I don’t go in for that.” He wasn’t angry, his tone was even, but I got the message all the same: Frank liked fucking other men, and being sucked by them, but it ended there. No shows of affection.I always brought Frank a pristine hole to fuck. That was one of the things he liked about. ’ hard.’ She whispered. Stroking me between my legs. Kissing my nipple with a hot kiss. Tugging, softly... I moved,,, ‘ Yes auntie...’ my dress falling.to revel wet nipples and a soft curvy body. She growled.. dulve into my vagina sucking.deep hard. Long .her mouth traced my hips, my breasts, my vagina. As she licked my vagina and sucked deep.on my vagina. Sighing, orgasming. I hugged her tight. Kissed her passionately,giving her oral sex. Twisting my lips between hers twirling my toungue in.