As they stoked each other in the dim bedroom, moaning, she wondered briefly why something that suddenly felt so exciting hadn't happened to her before..."Lisa darling, oh darling, yes like that, just as though you were beating me off. Here, feel this." The fingers inside her lightly furred pussy were wiggling, the nails scraping at the g spot atop her cuntal tunnel, causing incredible thrills. Lisa tried to do the same thing, and heard a guttural sigh. "Mom, Mommmmmmmmy." She opened her eyes and. She looked confused."What?" she asked, eyes wide. "About you not running off?" No," he answered, retracting his hands. "About me not leaving you. Whatdo you mean?"Drew's blush returned with a vengeance."Nothing," she mumbled. "Just don't leave me, Lucian." Then come with me," he proposed. "Let's run off together."She didn't respond to that. What she did do was turn away and pick upher silk panties. She stepped into them and pulled them up over hersmooth legs, her crotch and ass. The little red. It was filling her daytime thoughts and keeping her awake at night now as she lay next to her snoring husband, unfilled as usual after his feeble attempt at making love. ‘At least he’s satisfied’ she thought crossly as she lay in the dark, her unfulfilled need gnawing at her. She let her fingers drift across her tummy, still firm after the birth of her two. At 33 she had kept her figure and her looks she thought; she felt sexy and attractive but something was missing; men didn’t turn her on,. That was all right for her, Annette was small enough up top that she could wear one like that. But for the rest of us we had to go with "Plan B". In my case the dress had a built-in shelf-bra.This is a fancy term for a fabric shelf cleverly sewn into the front of the dress that got under my boobs and held them up. It wasn't perfect, but it was enough I didn't feel unsupported, and trust me, that's a feeling a girl likes to avoid. She doesn't like to feel that her entire chest is being pulled.