Jero moaned, and gasped, “Oh! I’m going to cum! Not good! Oh!” I asked what could not be good about her cumming (although I knew Jero was tr...ing to delay cumming and failed, I still like to tease), but it was too late for Jero to answer – her cunt was clenching me as she climaxed. I was going to tell Jero more about my sister and me, but the feel of her cumming around me was extremely distracting, and I began to focus more on the here-and-now. I slowed my attack, fucking Jero slowly while. ” She tells me. But I could tell there was another story there that she was leaving out. I didn’t pry I just kept driving. I came up on my exit and got off the interstate. Pulling over to the side of the road. I turn on the interior light. “I just have to grab these papers so I can drop them off up here and then we will be on our way” I tell her. Trying to put her mind at ease. As I lean back reaching in my travel bag. I let my support hand drift to the far side of the console between us.. "Christopher awoke that day, refreshed, and still wearing the panties he had donned the day before. He showered, shaved, and brushed his teeth, thinking about the day ahead. As he dried himself, he considered his dilemma.If he had to wear women's underwear, why shouldn't he wear nice underwear?Feeling more than a little silly, he scrutinized the lacy, feminine underthings that had replaced his stiff, masculine, and now-unwearable underwear. He settled on the pair of silky, peach-colored. When he got the opportunity, Anil cornered my wife Neena away from others and pasted color on her head, cheeks, chest and squeezed her breasts deliberately. My wife was embarrassed. However, she laughed it out at that time, but told me later of Anil’s mischief. I told her to ignore that as during holi, such things are acceptable. I told her that if she felt strongly about it, we could discuss that with Anil, when we were to go out later that evening.I invited Anil for a late night drive-in type.