” Celeste snorted laughter. “Oh, they’re real, all right. I even met the lady who donated them. Seventy years if she was a day.” “Eeeeew! I ...idn’t need that visual.” “Well she wasn’t wearing one of them!” Celeste retorted, laughing. “In fact she looked very elegant and modest for a senior citizen. But, man, she must have rocked it in her day.” Celeste adjusted the lapels until her nipples were hidden again. Vicky still looked uncertain. “Maybe they’re supposed to be jackets,” she suggested,. Julie placed the pink thong in Bill's hand. "Go ahead," she said."Breathe deep, Bill... but don't you dare come yet... You won't come untilJulie says you can..." Mmm," Bill mumbled with Brenda's panties buried in his face... breathingthem in... completely lost."Close your eyes and listen to me, Bill... my words become yourthoughts... my words become your truth... You have had this panty fetishyour entire life. But just recently, you had to take it further. Visionsand fantasies weren't. I moaned with pleasure and even flinched a little when he finally took me into his mouth and began to blow me. He told me how wonderful my cock tasted as it slipped in and out past his wet lips, but as much as I was enjoying it, I was becoming somewhat hesitant.“You do like this, right?” he asked, pulling my meat out of his mouth.“Very much,” I responded, “but I think we should find someplace a little less in the open.”We were pretty exposed where we were and anybody could have been coming by. She convinces husband and settles down in the village and marries 4 more men.Those stories were immensely liked by many ladies, probably because they might have found the concept exciting and the idea of being treated like a queen by many husbands, with no household chores and enjoy being heads of matriarchal society must have appealed to them. If you wish to read first two parts, please type “Pratyusha’s polygamy village’ in search. On the request of many, especially Pratyusha, I am writing.