As the gifts were exchanged, Erica handed a small box to Jeff and winked. Minutes after all gifts were opened, Jeff said “Bro, I have a gift for you... It's very special and Mom and I want you to have it. We talked with Barbie she also thought it was among the things she would want for you also”! Brice smiled as Jeff handed him the box. He opened it slowly and beamed a smile. He held his gift up looking at Erica saying “oh my god! You mean I can have......you”? It was the panties, Erica had worn!. Non ci volle molto per essere completamente nudi, i vestiti intorno all’orlo della coperta. Il sole che colpiva i nostri corpi nudi era meraviglioso. Ci sentivamo liberi come se al mondo non ci fosse nessuno oltre a noi. Continuammo a farlo nel sole caldo, i nostri corpi sudati che scivolavano contro quello dell’altro. L’odore del sudore di Bob mescolato al mio era un dolce aroma alle mie narici. Era come se la chimica dei nostri sudori cambiasse quando si mescolavano. Come se fossimo fatti. Whoever was manipulating the bolt croppers took three more attempts before withdrawing them. “What the fuck?” came the muffled exclamation. “The croppers are damaged. ‘Ere, look.”“It’s high tensile tungsten steel,” Sue told them calmly, managing to hide her amusement. “Let me close the door and I’ll take the chain off. And by the way, this door and the frame around it are all designed to stop angry husbands and boyfriends from just bursting their way in. You can’t just batter it down.”“You’ve. His pace slows as he runs out of steam, neither of us any closer to release. He is sweating hard, water dripping from his nose and his chin just as the rain outside drips from the eaves and downspouts. Every so often a drop lands on my face. As his pace slow his hands slide from my hips to my ass and then up the back of my legs. The feel of the pantyhose is erotic to him, and I can feel his cock swell inside me. His touch through the pantyhose makes me feel like a slut, his cock buried deep in.