‘I want to be his, and for him to be mine, forever and ever.’ ‘But, Honey,’ Hannah had chided, ‘It’s i****t. Making love is one thing, but...how can you have a life with him? Think of all that you’ll miss out on. I’m sure that the perfect man is out there.’ ‘He is,’ Nina had said. ‘He’s out there in the living room watching football on television right now. He’s the man I want, Mom. I love him. And one day, I know, he’ll love me the same way.’ Hannah felt tears in her eyes. Not sadness or regret,. The sensuous feeling of tight lycra was a big turn on for both of us. The note read, ?Please wear these for me.? Happy to comply, I stripped and made quick work of getting dressed, I set up the movie to play, got under the covers and waited for her to come upstairs.When she finally came in to the bedroom, to my delight she was identically dressed as I, but all in black. She brought me a cup of tea, and slid under the covers and snuggled as we settled in to watch the movie. I started the. Inch by inch, you feel me fill you up. As I complete my cocks journey, I let it rest for a moment. Letting your pussy clinch around my cock, I kiss you. We stare into each others eyes as I begin to pull out and then reenter you. Deep and slow we start to fuck each other. You slowly wrap your legs around me as the minutes pass. Your hands reaching around to grab my ass so you can push me in even deeper. Faster and faster, our rhythm progresses. We are totally lost in each other, our lust. I still expected him to try to sell his socks or something like the new people always did."You are the lawyer Jen, so you explain to the newbies how this works," I demanded."In order to play you sell your clothes to the bank," she began "Everything which exposes skin has a value. You hang it on the nails over there and the banker gives you the equivalent amount of chips. When you are out of clothes, and chips, you are out of the game. If you have a surplus of chips and want to buy your clothes.