He glanced at her smoothly shaved pussy and said, Nice! George didnt take long massaging her pussy lips, but he continued to suck and then gently bite...her nipples. My wife began to moan as her hips began to rock. This newfound lover was turning my wife on and I could see her glistening juices on his middle finger as he eased Janet to lie back on the bed while he removed his jockey shorts. His long, thick cock pointed hungrily towards my wife and he lay down beside her. She quickly took his cock. "Now child," Jane said, "I'm going to have to find you somewhere tosleep for the night and we'll have to find you something to wear." No, it's okay, I'll just wear my jeans till Cathy comes back." You will not indeed, they're soaking. You'd catch your death and Itold your big cousin I'd look after you; and you can't go to bedwearing nothing, can you? Maggie have we anything that would do forFran?" Yes I think I can find something that'll do in the meantime," and shedashed upstairs eager to help. .." No you won't!" he hissed through clenched jaws, his flinty eyes raking over her hungrily. "Now, you sit right here while I make us both a nice soothing drink, then we'll discuss the situation sensibly, eh?"Toni leaned slowly back against the desk, but rigidly so, the idea of something to brace her nerves not exactly repulsive to her.Milt grinned, patted her on the knee and walked to the portable bar. "You're really in love with that punk, aren't you?" Toni nodded her head, unable to speak.. I was about four or five years old when I noticed nthat I loved the feel of soft, silky under garments. By the time I was seven I would sneak a pair of panties from the hamper and wear them to bed. Soon I would take a bra on occasion and wear it too. I steadily progressed to include nylons, slips and even girdles! I loved trying on new things as often as possible.By the time I reached thirteen I was dressing from head to toe. Being the oldest, and only "boy" in the family, I was now able to.