She told me that they were a mix of work, casual and clothes to go out in and said she was still a little hesitant to wear them. When I asked her why ...he told me that every time she bought a new outfit she was horny and thought it may have clouded her judgement. I laughed which did not go down well as Joan was also quite conservative about money matters another reason I loved her so I told her I thought it was time she gave me a fashion show.She told me to get a bottle of wine and come upstairs. "Not until you plead to kiss my girly panties" she shouted,not releasing her crushing grip at all. He shrieked, "Please, please let me kissyour girly panties." She released her grip a little and lowered her intoxicatingpanty-crotch onto his face: he kissed it enthusiastically. I felt so ashamed tosee a big strong male with his male urges on display, defeated, humiliatedand broken by a slight girl that I blushed and my face felt hot - Icouldn't look my wife or the girls in the eye as they. He entered her sweet cunt again and started to move slowly. As he pushed his dick in and out, she kissed him and roamed her hands on his back inside the blanket. I know it from the moment of her hands. He went on for another 30 minutes and soon started giving rough and hard strokes. She doesn’t want to grunt or gasp or moan but she was doing them and soon he also joined her. They were considerably audible. But fortunately, both my sister and brother were in deep sleep. After a moment he slowed. As I strained to breathe under her weight I heard her talking to M telling her what she had just done to me. To my horror she invited her back to watch her continue to sit on me and I realised M had agreed. I started to plead with her not to do this and she made it plain that unless I could get her off me it was going to happen.In the 10 minutes it took M to arrive I tried to beg J not to let her watch but every time she cut me off by lifting about a foot off me and dropping her butt down on me.