I told him about my with tights and shoes, he told me he had similar.He told me that while they were still living at their parents' home, he often sto...e my wife's shoes and other things to play with. He said he missed his sister's smells. He said he now steals things from his girlfriend. That evening I was very excited, My wife dressed beautiful, shiny tights and my favorite pointed heels and a tight dress that showed her sexy ass.The wife in the bedroom took off her high heels and gave them to. "Okay Rodney you going to driver the first leg?" I asked."If you don't object yeah," he said."Well I don't object at all. You can drive all you want, I will drive when you need me," I said."Works for me," he agreed. So off Rodney drove into the dark. Once we were on the interstate highway the questions began. Even though Colonel Martin said this was a police type operation, I figured he sent me a commando type. There was no mention by him of pecking order, so I assumed we would be making it up. ..Please stooooooopppp!" Are you fucking serious? You must be joking?" I think to myself. She is here, with a clit as hard as a pebble, juices flowing, and she really wants me to stop. It's time to shut this bitch up. But first things first, I really want to get her off, and since she clearly like my tongue in her ass, how about a finger, or two. Using two fingers, I lube them up using her juices as lubricant and shove them straight in her ass while sucking her clit as hard as I can."AAAAA. .perpetually... and almost constantly rock hard... seemingly... andteasingly... coaxing the cum from Their balls... slapping rudely... upbetween your parted legs... on all fours... on your hands and knees...or bent over the edge of their bunks... or Their hairy testicles...slapping down... even more loudly... between your splayed ass cheeks...while you're on your stomach... as though you're the one... who's tryingto make it last... and not Them...and with your improved looks... and unmistakably.