I went into the bathroom to tell hell K I was going home, I was jealous, I saw her on her knees just soaping him, as if she was his servant, K didn't...even pay attention to me, but S told me that I had a fat ass and nice tits, that he wants to fuck me in the ass but that K is prettier and he wished she sucked dick like me. I left after that, no panties, skirt dirty of cum, M ran after me and told me he'd take me home.In the car, M told me that S liked K from the get go, that she was slim, . We didn't bother to dress until almost nine-thirty.We gave Becky the sheer pullover top to wear. She was slightly taller than Bev, enough taller that we couldn't take a chance on the tiny skirts that Bev was wearing. She had another skirt that she brought with her. It was a very short, very sexy denim skirt. Becky squeezed into it and rolled the waistband under twice. She wouldn't want anyone she knows to see her like that. But at least she could go out without getting arrested.We gave her a. ”Just put your cock in me! Shailu, you fool, I’ve been trying to tell you this all the while, but you didn’t seem to understand. I want you to fuck me! Please fill my holes with your huge prick!” “Yes, Aunty, I want to fuck you now,” I replied. “Oh, Shailu … Shailu! Do it to me … yes, do it to me, I can’t stand to wait any more. Shailu, don’t delay! Shove your big dick into your Aunty’s cunt!” “As you wish my queen,” I said with mock politeness.“Then take me now, Shailu,” “Fuck me. Show me you. Luckily for the blonde, the only person who would be seeing it was her husband. "Go on. You know the rules, go put it on so I can she you in it." Shelly gathered up the gift and went into the bathroom to change. Normally, she would have turned several shades of red, but she was in a playful humor tonight and the outfit was just the right thing. The outfit was one of those short little 'Santa's Helper' dresses complete with red velvet and white fur trim. Shelly quickly undressed.