A smile touched his cheeks for the first time, confusing her even more. ‘No, Sandie,’ he said again, the smile widening. ‘I want to start with y...u on your back.’ Stunned speechless was becoming the norm. She watched the smile grow, his teeth showing as he reached for her hand. ‘Come here,’ he commanded her, pulling her sharply forward. She tumbled onto him clumsily, and struggled to sit up. He helped her, but would not let her move away. She was acutely aware of his straining cock, of the heat. My big pole bottomed out inside of her, and I withdrew almost to the tip before ramming all the way home once again. It was hard and hot and carnal. There wasn't much space in the back of my car, so her head was resting against the rear door and my foot was pushing against the rear side door. But there was enough space for me to frantically hump my cock in and out of her, feeling her squishy wet vaginal walls sliding back and forth against my member. We were fucking at warp speed, my hips. Her husband felt that no panties would be better. "There would be no lines under the thin silk." He tried to tell her. Actually he knew that just the thought that she had no panties would be captivating to the men. Also, it was another step in the direction of trying to get her mind acclimated to what she was going to be doing.They chose the same delicate pale blue quarter cup bra she had used before. She allowed Andrew to pick the silk stockings that had a decorative band of lace elastic at. If I have something to do, I do it. That showed itself in the way I attacked school, my family chores and other obligations. I assumed others would want to be like me and would lecture them when they weren't. Too late, I found out most of them weren't like me. So I had very few friends.I was thirteen when I realized I liked girls more than boys. Boys were OK and I knew I'd have to get married someday and have children, but girls really did it for me. I made the mistake of asking one of the.