Her moist panties momentarily clung to her vulva, attempting a token resistance to their removal. Apparently Jeff was picking up where they left off i... the train’s compartment. Ramona Jean’s heart raced as she realized this was it. She was being stripped for her first fuck. No damned railroad conductor would interrupt them this time. The clothing mayhem continued as they made their way to the bed, leaving Mona’s garments on the wood floor and the braided oval rug concentric to the room. By the. Nice – are you married?” she asked. I told her my wife was killed in a car crash 2 years ago so I was a widow, and only in my 40’s. But I had lots of worldly experience,“Well then, you should know a lot about what I’m really curious about, but don’t know who to talk to, to find out more. My Mom avoids my questions. So I’m stuck for answers. So I thought maybe a stranger might be better to ask. I mean . . . you know about . . . ‘it’ . . . ” she hesitated. “Can you help me please?”“I think. Mind you,” Billy went on as he looked at his aunt. “Most of the blokes in the pub can’t stop gawping at your big knockers. Half of them are only in there on Friday nights because you’re working the bar.”“I know what they’re like,” his aunt snapped back. “A little cleavage and they’re drooling.”“Me, too.” Billy slowed down and looked into her face. “I think you’ve got an awesome figure, Aunt Janet. Big tits; lovely round arse.”“You shouldn’t…”Janet paused and sighed and started again.“You can’t. His eyes widened as it expanded into a pair of cream silk French knickers. He had always wanted to try some, but Lucy preferred thongs or lacy panties. He would have bought some for his own use but was too afraid of being exposed in them. With Kris, he didn’t seem to have any such inhibitions.Marcel lowered his jeans in front of Kris exposing his panty-covered cock; there was no need for pretence any longer.He made to take off the lacy ones but Kris stopped him, murmuring, “Keep those on.