Plain white nylon bra, pantyhose, short half-slip, lacy camisole, cream blouse, fitted business suit with a wool skirt, and black high-heeled pumps. E...in looked at Hugh, and whistled."Wow, that Fenway of yours does incredible work. I've never looked so sophisticated in my entire life!"Hugh blushed at the praise, fidgeting a little in the clasp of the intimate clothing. The slip and skirt slid smoothly over his thighs, as did the blouse and camisole over his hard nipples. Somehow, with the short. She doesn’t want me to meet her parents or her friends. It’s like I’m her dirty secret you know. She doesn’t want anyone to know her boyfriend is an old working class white guy.So we had it out; she admitted I’m right. She’s been seeing her old girlfriend. She said they haven’t been ‘doing anything’, but they still have feelings for each other.So I asked her what are her feelings about me after a year together; she just went quiet. I told her it’s ok; I love her but maybe it’s time to move. He felt her start to move up and down now on his cock and he pinched her nipples harder, hearing her yell out in pleasure.Margot leaned back and placed her hands on Jon’s thighs to steady her balance as she moved her hips and bounced faster on Jon’s cock. His hands pinching her nipples were making her dizzy and she felt like she was about to lose control again. “Yessssssssss,” she cried out as she came again, squirting on Jon this time and drenching him. Her pussy quivered and she was unable to. From what I could remember of that night, it had slipped down way too easily. It hadn’t had all that much of a kick, kinda mellow and crept up on you.“Erica, honey, you have the BESTEST ideas. I guess that’s why you’re my very favorite sister-in-law. Half and half?”“A good place to start.”Okay, so maybe it didn’t work all that well with pistachio flavor, but with the double choc chip, we discovered we had a match made in heaven. Perhaps a chocolate-smothered sweet cherry on top would have made.