You see the car entering the mall parking structure, driving back and forth, and then finally stopping by the column with the package. He retrieves th... package, gets back in the car, opens the package and takes the panties to his nose.You see the same woman in jeans standing at the door of a house watching another very attractive woman walk down the walkway away from her. She stands and watches for a moment. You can tell from her posture that she is watching and thinking (still no face, never a. You feel drowsy; relaxed. Your eyelids are heavy. But it doesn’t matter – you know you have time; time enough to indulge in a favourite fantasy...Close your eyes. Just for a moment; just for a moment.Hush. Your wife will be a while yet.There is time...Picture a hand that isn’t your hand, with patient fingers that walk the length of your wife’s arm, reaching her slender shoulders to brush the thin straps of her dress aside. With the faintest rustle, the dress is casually shrugged off and. “Thank you,” Max squeaked as I put Sam’s and my hands below her crotch, though between her thighs. Her knees were bent crooked to bring her tits better closer to our mouths but she dropped a little lower to touch herself to our hands. I looked up. She had her eyes shut tight. Her lips moved but she made no supplications or demands. I grabbed the meat of her thigh; Sam did the same with our knuckles rocking against each other’s. Heft the breast. Squeeze the leg. Suck the nipple. Shake the. Everyday after looking at my mom I used to imagine her in different dresses & fuck her in my dreams like she is some slut who is hungry for cocks. It was my daily routine.Everything was fine but One day my computer crashed & all the data got erased. I thought “It’s okay, I can get all my mom’s Pics from her PC.” So I went to her room & opened her computer.While looking through her computer I saw a folder named “Personal”, I thought “What could be inside this folder?” I was taken aback to see.