I took a photo and sent it knowing he would expect it as soon as he woke up. I slid my panties on and then my shorts and went to grab a drink before I...left. Just as I was grabbing my keys Brent texted me good slut! Now u are to wear a skirt and no panties while you are out he instructed. If you knew me, you would know this is something I never do, I never wear dresses or skirts. I own 2 skirts but havent worn them since I was 18 or so, low cut tops and tight jeans fine but skirts? I almost. I noticed the front bedroom light was on as I let myself in the side door. Strange since that was the spare room. I heard laughter as I quietly closed the door. What the hell? I thought as I tiptoed up the stairs. The door to this bedroom was wide open and as I stood at the top of the stairs to my shock I could see Marsha on her back and Rusty standing in front of her with his swollen prick deep in her mouth. He was the one laughing as he thrust his prick in and out saying, Oooooh, babe, suck. ” uspar mami boli,” aur agar nahi aaya to…” main bola aap fir chahe jo saja de dena. Mami boli,” lekin meri pudi main kis se chooswau, mere husband to roz nahi choos payenge. Unhe yeh sab achha nahi lagta.” Main bola,” fir ab kya karogi, maine to ilaaj bata diya.”Mami ne mujhe bade pyaar se aur paas liya, mere sar par haath ferkar boli,” ab to meri pudi tu hi roz choos liya karna, meri jaan.” kahkar usne apni tange failai aur apni choot par mera muh daba diya. Main kisi bhookhe kutte ki nai. He slowly slid her left shoe off and held her foot. He sniffed her shoe while holding her foot with his right hand. He set the shoe down on the dashboard just above the steering wheel. He then lifted her left foot higher to get a good look at her sole. He asked my wife if he could get another sniff and she quietly nodded her head yes. As he stuck his nose under her toes, her dress slid up more. My wife started to get a little flush and bit at her lower lip, she never took her eyes off Dan. I.