One of my favorite pass times. It suddenly dawns on me, I don't know what thong you have on, or even if you are wearing one. I ask you which one you ...re wearing, and you tell me to look for myself. I think that is a great idea, so I move the skirt up your thigh and just before I can tell what or if you are wearing anything, you push my hand away and say we are here, and you park the car on the side of the building, away from any other parked vehicles. Before I can slide my hand back between. They set it up for that next Saturday night when her friend Anna and Jim were going to out, since we had c***dren at home we stayed home and had a few drinks in anticipation. They had decided that we would leave the door unlocked and go to bed and when Anna and Jim were done parting they would drop by and join us in the bed room. It was about two o’clock in the morning when I was waken with a set of hot lips on my cock. I knew exactly what was going on and it didn’t take me long to be fully. ‘That’s … Oh … God … Don’t stop, please … Don’t ever stop.’ Her hands forced his face tighter against her body and her fingertips dug into his scalp. Without lifting his mouth or pausing he groped for his wife’s hands and, when he found them, held her captive, palm to palm with their fingers intertwined, her hands locked with his. She wriggled and writhed while her husband tongued at her and she struggled in vain to break his grip. Eventually she gave a great groan and pushed herself against. I looked over and realized that my lover was wearing a cheerleader vest and skirt.“Who said you could get dressed?” I asked mock sternly.“Mark Parker. Four weeks ago,” Ashley said firmly. “He didn’t want me naked all the time.”“And I don’t,” I said as I put my hands on her shoulders and dragged her forward for a kiss.“You seem happy,” I whispered as we broke the kiss.“Of course I’m happy,” Ashley responded loudly. “Look, Aine had part of it right. Something was definitely done to us in the.