He took the fabric from his face and, seeing the white streak of dried discharge he stuck out his tongue and began to lap at the strain. All he could ...eally taste was cotton, but just the idea that he was consuming something that had come from his mother in law's pussy was enough to drive him crazy and make his cock grow even harder.If his wife were to catch him doing this to her mom's knickers she'd freak out, but he couldn't control himself and so he reached into the washing machine again and. If this weren't so dam scary Iwould be turned on like crazy.Why hasn't he said anything? All this time nothing. Guess I wasexpecting he was going to tell me how dirty I am and stuff but thesilent treatment almost seems worse then if he was ranting like a madman. At least then I would have some idea on what was going to happennext. Next thing I know I have a needle going into my arm. Now what theheck is he going to do?Just then the vibration ends and I feel the plug being pulled out. Tobad I was. “Well Ann’s son is here tonight, he’s a good candidate!” I said. “No way, he’s so young, anyway, how do you know he would!” she gasped. “He’s 18 and he’s not getting any off his girlfriend, he will be so horny he will be over the moon.” I replied. She just bit her lip coyly, “What’s the matter, do you want a bit of practise!?” I grinned as I pulled up her cropped t-shirt to reveal her sheer, see through white bra. I pulled her t-shirt over her head and unclipped her bra, throwing both aside.. . . even one cut short by an intruder. If you get the job you may call me Ms. Lisa. If you fail. . Well I call the cops. . . . So lets see what you got baby."She pumped out a large dose of what I could now see was lubricant in to her hand and walked behind me. Instantly I tensed up when the slick cold liquid touched my ass, but she kept rubbing my hole with the tips of her fingers and everything quickly warmed up. I felt like I should protest, but she would have know it was a lie. I was.