I was confused for a second until I caught site of Carolyn's face. It was then that I realized that Carolyn was not the one that had uttered the word ...hat drove me crazy."Daddy? Are you out here?" Cassie called. She was louder now, meaning she was much closer than before. I was frozen. I couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. It was too late to try to get my pants up, because Cassie was already coming around the tree. She spotted Carolyn first, then me. Shock crossed her face as her. “She has, but she’s got more than enough things lurking in her own closet to risk drawing attention to herself,” Jennifer shrugged. “Just be careful, Howard.”“I will.”“Good, now let’s go have a nightcap at the cottage,” she said with a sultry smile.It was a quick drive and we were in each other’s arms as soon as the curtains closed, kissing passionately and caressing each other softly.“Oh, you make me feel so good about myself, Howard,” she moaned as I softly bit her neck and ran my tongue. I love the feelof women's clothing and have since that first time wearing mom'spantyhose when I was in junior high. Wearing hers or my youngersister's things became a regular practice until I grew too tall to fitinto their things anymore. Getting married helped stop the urges forawhile, but I always return to dressing.I log onto Fictionmania to get in the mood. I have been secretly doingthings like this for years, but accelerated my fetishes since findingweb sites like this one. A few quick. We are nearing the second stop of our journey. You are experiencing bursts of pleasure and I hear your moaning and cries of "more, more". And then you cannot take it any more and you explode, releasing your energy in warm, wet pussy. I kiss your pussy and my lips become drenched with your warm, sweet juices. As I kiss your lips, you taste your own juices. Your warm, wet, sweet pussy is now ready to accept my dick. And we move our journey to the next stop. Your pussy is all decorated and.