"Again I walked up to the large mirror and noted how the front pleat gently flapped open showing off my stockings. Turning around the skirt flared bri...fly, swishing around my waist. Val was definitely impressed and I watched her turn from me and walk to the shop door, lock it and bring down the blind "Well Andrea I think you should have both skirts don't you? But first let me see what else you are wearing". I felt my girly juices flood my panties as I watched her slowly unfasten the top few. A simple black skirt, a black camisole and sweater set, black flats. My hair half pulled back by a small black clip. I wore no jewelry, no make up. My black purse was filled to the brim with tissues.My mind was spinning. I could hardly grasp what had happened.Mike wouldn't let himself believe it. Jackie was in denial. But somehow, seeing that coffin was more than we could bear. The wake had been the night before, we had all cried even more. Seeing our beautiful Kaitlin alone there, sleeping. The pain made it that much better." You like pain?" A little. Once in a while. When you smacked me on the butt like that, it surprised the hell out of me. And it pulled me even deeper into our game. Besides, it wasn't really pain. Did you ever get a blister from wearing a pair of shoes that didn't fit right?" Sure." Well, it isn't something that happens all at once. It takes a long time until you actually feel it. You may notice it rubbing and you know you should probably do something about it. I guess she was thinking more about fucking than making love. Her hand went to my crotch and she squeezed my hardening cock. “Mmmmm, that’s a nice piece of man meat.” Yolanda unzipped my slacks and worked my prick out of my pants. It wasn’t easy with me already having a firm erection. After it was out she wasted no time in bending over and slipping her soft thick lips over it. I reached inside her blouse and started squeezing her pregnancy breasts. She was a D-cup before getting pregnant.