Once we get back to town I’m gonna check this outfit out and have the police look into it.’ Shari didn’t speak until they were bearing away from...the house. ‘I have to admit, that cousin of mine is one strange bird. I’m going to have a helluva water cooler story when I get back to work.’ ‘They’ll be calling you ‘Shari – Queen of the Fruity Nudies’ or something,’ Baxter joked. His anger quickly faded. As their compact approached the turn out of the driveway, onto the gravel road back to the city,. Any concern about morning breath was without merit as she knew he wouldn't mind. They often made love first thing in the morning. She reached down and slowly stroked his cock. As it swelled under her touch, he reached between her legs and gently rubbed her. Her lips swelled and spread under his magic fingers, enabling easy entry for a finger. Her clit tingled from the nearness of his thumb to it.She pushed him on his back and mounted him, riding him with deliberation. The tension in their. M. as usual, and made her way to her 2002 Subaru Forester parked in the employee lot at the Ted Stevens Anchorage International Airport, where she worked assisting with the Baggage Claim. Typically frigid in the month of February, a storm blew in just before midnight. At her car, her attempt to open her door was hampered by someone pouring water into her door, and freezing the locking mechanism. When the remote door lock wouldn't work, Darla tried the key but could not get it into the lock. I opened the box to find a bra, panties, a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a pair of women's shoes. The bra took a little while to get on, but it held my already buoyant breasts even higher up on my chest. They didn't swing around as much with it on. The panties were a thong-style that ran up the crack of my ass and rubbed against my asshole, which gave me a warm little feeling there. The jeans and shirt fit well, if a little baggily, and the shoes were a perfect fit. I suddenly realized what.