I put a program in her computer that allowed me to see what she was doing from my office or from my computer at home. I even monitored her phone calls...It was just a couple of weeks later that I intercepted a plot for her to slip out of the house on a school night, to meet with some boys, and that there would be drinking involved.I waited patiently for my wife to fall asleep, I listened for the squeaky step on the stairs, and then I listened for her to close a car door.I quickly jumped into my. ..Is there a better sound? And the sensation! The nylon is a nerve endingamplifier, a sensation microscope. The caress of fingertips becomessweeter, more intimate. Women wear stuff like this all the time, everyday! How does it become casual? How can something so simply sensationalbecome ordinary. I'll never know. They will always be magical for me,always special, never bland. The thought teases a smile, gone beforeit's seen; something exciting for me to hold onto - something I havefrom. Once she finished, she stood up now standing, face to face. Now looking at her face closeup, Matthew noticed not only did she possess a great body. She was stunningly beautiful. And she had no make up on making Matthew think that any man that woke up next to her would be greeted by such beauty as the first thing they see.She moved towards & started wrestling with his clothes which scared Matthew due to his inexperience as he guessed what was happening next.He was right. After five minutes, she. His teeth occasionally attacked her swollen clit and both his hands were permanently glued to her stiff nipples and plush, ample tits. The cute little spick was skin smooth around her young pussy. He didnt know if shed shaved it or not but he didnt care. His cock was in Heidis heavenly mouth and his tongue was slurping inside that hot, eighth grade pussy. Angela reached another peak of rapture. Oh senor! Suck my cunt! Suck it! Eat me out you nasty hombre! Fucking Jesus! Suck me more! Oh Heidi.