The drinks kept flowing and I could see my sweet wife was loosening up.She finally threw her arms around the guy’s neck and they kissed hard.When th...y finally went to the dance floor, the place now was fully crowded.A group of six black men had entered the bar and now they were on the dance floor, which made it hard to keep track of my wife and her new friend.I found them again. Ana was wearing a leather jacket and tight black leggings, with thigh high boots.She looked hot and sexy, as her new. He and I share if you know what I mean." Christy now knew what the intent was. Both of these young men were going to fuck her right there in her house. As that thought sank in, Jermaine's hand slid up her teddy, letting him know she didn't have anything on underneath it. He lifted it up to show Marcus that she wasn't wearing any panties. "See, she is smoking hot and ready to go". Her pussy was right there for Marcus to see. He reached over and ran his fingers across it. When he hit her clit,. His own manhood thunders with the desired union, soon to be if all goes well. On one thigh he starts the soft kisses and pecks, little breaths of air and nuzzling of cheek to muscle, drawing out gasps and giggles of delightful bliss from her. Pausing for a moment as he is almost there, he swiftly repeats the pattern on the other thigh, and then on her body just above her pelvis.Her body enters into a rhythm in tune with his each action, twitches and twitters combine with gasps and soft moans,. "After all, we want to show Mr. Post and Kenny how pretty we are."Dad handed me the dress and underwear and with a big smile I reached out and took them. Minutes later I was wearing pantyhose, a slip, my panties and bra, and the cutest white dress with matching shoes. Dad kept telling me that any girl would have been thrilled with the outfit; I was simply disgusted! "Could I wear a little makeup mom, please?" Disgusted though I felt, I had this overwhelming urge to let dad put makeup on me. I.