“I love your nightie.”I looked down and squealed. The fork, together with the pieces of egg stuck to it, went sailing through the kitchen while I ...lutched one hand over my pubes and covered my breasts with the other. “Oh god!” I stammered. “I’m sorry. I totally...” My cheeks pulsated with embarrassment. How could I have missed that I was wearing that thing? The answer was my hangover, of course. I hadn’t even realized I had packed it. Kayla must have helped me put it on, but I had no memory of. . “wank it now” you order me, but I don’t move!. ”Wank” you shout again... or I will call the police and tell them what a dirty little pervert you are.... Unsure, I start to squeeze my cock through my overalls but you stop me “No take it out! I want to see what a dirty little man you are”.... nervously I start squirm out of my overalls and slide my trousers to my knees. You feel a tingle as my cock comes into view, I'm big but starting to lose my hard on nervous over the threat of the police.. I bragged about how the job is not done until YOU, the woman, orgasm or cums, and sometimes leaves a big delicious mess on the bed. Women take longer, but its worthwhile to watch a woman organism..Its more entertaining than watching a man.Would you make me have an orgasm, sometime, I want to feel what its like. THEN maybe I can show Henry how it should be done. This took me by…huhhhhhh! Aw okay. Why me?You’re the only one I trust & because your married, have k**s & been married long time. I. They went to a supper club that was recommended tothem. The food was delicious. They were going to catch a flight mid-morning home. That night hewore a soft green nightgown with ruffles on it. He liked how it feltwhen he walked.The next morning Kayla told him to do his make up. He was halfasleep and went to start it. He got it done and when he went outKayla had a white blouse and a straight black skirt for him to wear.He protested that he would be wearing it when they landed at home.She told.