I've done that a few times. It feels so good when that tight leotard is pulling up on my crotch and that thong is up my crotch. I can have a good orga...m by just walking around the house in them or just sleeping in the outfits. They have to feel just as good on my wife. Rubbing against her crotch all the time. I know she liked it. The crotch on the tights and leotard were always wet when she took them off even if she hadn't exercised. Even if she won't ever admit it.I closed my eyes for a minute. "Fuck me...Now!" She demanded.Mike smiled, his wet lips shining from the light of the bedside lamp,without saying anything he moved back off the bed and stood up, stilllooking at his mother he took hold of the sides of his pyjamas and pulledthem to the ground, his hard, thick cock stood up proudly through his long,curly pubic hair. the foreskin was pulled back and the big, purple cockheadwas dripping with some pre-cum from the japs eye.Sarah lay there, breathing hard and looking at her sons. It was all decorated in soft pink and lace, and all the lighting was diffused. Real sexy looking if I may say so.Once I had discarded my clothing, she pushed me to the bed and straddled my shoulders with her legs. There in front of me was the same rear end I had viewed from my window, but now six inches from my face. What the hell I thought I will give anything a go, and one pussy is the same as another. So I reached up and drew her rear end down. This woman was a user of perfume, not the. With my legs spread as they were he could just see a hint of the mandala tattoo on my pelvis.“You like?” I said to him in my husky sex-voice.“Remember when I said the sexiest thing a lady could wear is ‘no panties’?”“Yes,” I breathed out to him as I idly traced the rose tattoo on my thigh.“I was wrong!”“Now come here and take me like a biker-slut. I need to be fucked hard.”He knelt in front of me, drinking me in with his eyes. The look of lust on his face turned me on beyond belief. His hands.