When she finally decided on what to wear I was flabbergasted. There was my wife in a white mini skirt and a tight tub top that showed her magnificent ...its. Under her skirt she had on a pair of sexy white satin panties that were sewn down the middle of the crouch and created a beautiful camel toe on her pussy.She always made sure that the panties she bought had that seam because she knows it turns men on. I was sure that if Robert got to see and to touch that sweet pussy that he was going to. "What can I do for you Hi?" It is kind of personal if you know what I mean."He looked at me for several seconds, nodded his head and then told Sally to go on up to her room. I couldn't understand the look she gave me. It was either "it will be a cold day in hell before you ever date me again" or "just wait until our next date buster and you WILL tell me everything." She left the room and then I told her dad the whole story and then I said:"I just don't know what to do. I have no idea of where. The reality was anything but. It was frantic, urgent, a heedless, careless crashing of lust on lust, not a bit of it careful or slow or any of the romanticized things we’d both envisioned. The effect was, nonetheless, the same. As Jess came again, launching from one orgasm into the next, and then another until neither of us knew where one ended and the next began, crumble she did. She was unraveling underneath me; the intensity of the sex, the completion of finally being together, the. He lifted it up and he asked, "Did you ever have testicles?"She had tears in her eyes and shook her head.When he saw how bad she was hurting and took her into his arms and lether cry on his shoulders.He said, "Don't worry you are every bit of a woman to me. So do youwant to go out with me?"She nodded, "Yes, I do."He said, "Well nice ok so biologically you are male kind of but you arestill all woman to me. A beautiful lady and I am glad you came overSaturday afternoon."She said, "I am so.