It wasn’t as easy as it looked but after a few tries I got it to her satisfaction.Still standing close behind me Ann cupped my silken boobs then ran...her hands down my body and across my hips, smoothing my skirt, and finally lifting the hem up exposing my sensual underwear. The sight of the lace top stockings, held up by the blue suspenders, and my bulging cock straining against the sexy panties was beautiful.As I watched in the mirror Ann use one hand to pull the front of my panties outwards to. "You might be surprised. And then I'd be in trouble. And if I confess, do you do the same? You going to tell me what you're thinking about when you get that thousand-mile stare while you're fucking me?" I guess that's fair. I thought about that before I asked. Yes, I'll be as straight as you are." How you going to measure that? You can't know if I'm fibbing or not." Well, that goes for me, too. I figure, if it's worth asking, and going through these negotiations," he grinned at her, "isn't it. I decided to return the favour as I turned slightly I slid my hand up your leg and as I reached under your skirt I smiled as I realised you had no knickers on and slowly rubbed your pussy lips before removing my hand my cock jumped at this.Our friends seemed to be enjoying their self’s too and I moved my hand back to your thigh as I did you slowly parted your legs and your short skirt pulled up as you did I could see the men sitting across from you almost choke on their drink as they saw your. I was happily catching up on catchup TV some sports events and some not so sporting programmes like Naked Attraction, which luckily for me, and because my wife wouldn’t watch them, were on late night schedules. The lounge was my domain for about three days, and with complete disregard for tidiness and what would the neighbours and guests think in Corinne’s words, was littered with a bottle of Hendricks Gin, slices of cucumber and handy access to the freezer through to the kitchen for ice, a box.