"My head spun a little as I tried to figure out exactly what was happening. I questioned my own thinking. Was Sara actually dressed as I'd seen her or...was I projecting what I expected or wanted to see.Sara answered that question herself with a little laugh then said, "Will. You were right. You saw me the way I was back in 1692. That's my favorite outfit. It's also the one I was wearing when they killed me."Seeing Sara sitting before me dressed in her 1692 frock and hearing her talk in the same. She answered the door and brought me in. I noticed that she had changed too from the tshirt and jeans she earlier wore. Now she was wearing a flowing yellow skirt and matching top, but a couple inches of tummy showed in between. I mentally chastised myself for 'checking her out' since she was much younger than me.We got some glasses out and looked over what I had brought. We decided to start with the red wine and I poured us each a quarter of a glass, just enough to enjoy a few tastes of. . "It's about five miles up this way."Diana slipped the clasp from her purse and retrieved the needed brush and lipstick to prepare herself for her first encounter with her new in-laws."Don't worry," Michael threw her a broad grin. "You're beautiful... as always."She chuckled, "I love you, too. But first impression and best foot forward, you know." No problem. They'll love you," he assured her. "I just hope you'll like..." Relax, I know I'll like them," she broke in, as she straightened her. I took my own time, letting her shriek, scream, moan and shout my name as I dug my lips more and more into her pussy. And before she was about to orgasm, I pulled back. She looked pale and white as she looked into my eyes. I teased her by going close to her pussy and kissing and chewing the clitoris for some time before pulling back. She was getting frustrated with her looks and was pleading to let me go for it. It was getting late already, the clock was around 10:30 by now, and the rain was.