I decided to leave them on. I’d already donned them, and they did feel kind of nice, even if they made me feel like I was a little bit of a pervy gi...l. My cheeks were burning as I put on the rest of my clothes. I pulled on a purple sweater, loving the fuzzy feel of it on my skin. It didn’t make me feel naughty.Not like these panties.Then I grabbed a black skirt. I stepped into it, pulling it up my legs. It was a long one, I didn’t need to wear tights today with this pair. I like wearing skirts.. "OK," I said, pushing her far enough away that she couldn't seek refuge in kissing my neck, face and chest. "What was your first lover's name?" Uh... , Chris?" she asked as a question instead of a simple factual statement."Are you asking me or telling me? OK, what was your second lover's name then?"At that she just looked at me and her bottom lip started quivering. I was afraid she was about to start crying. What is it about me and crying women?"Let it out Gail, tell me about it. Whatever it is. With shaky voice Ann asked, what if they see. Reaching around ann, Mary said your mom's passed out, and Tom's busy driving. No one's going to watch.Pulling Ann to her, Mary sat her on her lap. Kissing the back of Ann's neck, Mary pushed her arms to her side. Placing her hand under Ann's chin, Mary pushed her head back and kissed her softly. Bring her arm up, Mary caressed Ann's small breasts. Trapping her nipple between her fingers, Mary squeezed Ann's nipple. Ann had to push her fist into her. "What sort of deviltry have you got in mind?" "From here on out, it's no more 'Mrs. Nice Amazon'," retorted Tiffany. "It's common knowledge that Barocca, Clyda and myself all measure out at just about the same dimensions in our cocks. But as we all know, Ebony's considerably longer than anybody is. And both Dee Dee and Ebony are almost twice as thick as anyone else's cock. "Dee Dee, I want you to come up with a pill that'll let Jordan swallow mine, Barocca's or Clyda's meat up either hole,.