“You keep that clit of your in check bitch, Ill let you know when you can finish. Don’t make me help you with that. Now garter belt first then t...e stockings, slut bitches wear their panties on the outside so they can get them off if they are told to.” He watched from his chair as put on the garter belt and then slid the stocking on over my now bare legs; I’ve played around in women’s clothes before but never like this. The panties came next and by now my cock was as hard as a rock and. It was at once, one of the most beautiful and the most frustrating times of my life. It was beautiful, because I could spoon up behind her and lay my hand on our babies. I could feel them move and kick and wiggle. I could touch her breasts, already swollen with milk for the twins. And it was frustrating because, just as we got comfortable, she had to lever herself out of bed and go pee.She had to eat pretty much constantly, because her abdomen was so packed that she could only eat a few bites. Then she told me that her husband was in Dubai and her kids were studying in Ooty and she stayed with her friend who is divorced. Then I told her it is not safe to travel alone and I told her that I would drop her as I was going the same way. She agreed and when reaching, she said that it was too late and invited me home so that I can stay there and go home in the morning. Meanwhile, she was talking to someone on her mobile phone and I was dumb struck when I reached her apt. The lady staying. He is never there on Saturdays. We recline facing each other. Our towels d****d to the sides and our junk in full view of each other. We lazily masturbate. The professor jokingly asks if my ass is still full of his cum from the previous night. After 10 minutes or so of slow masturbating the professor tells me that he is still horny and asks if I would be interested in going back to his place for another round of sex. I sit there considering his offer. He adds that he would like me to.