Ginger and our neighbors were similarly busy on our shaded patio.It got busier when only minutes later Jillian arrived home with her boyfriend Troy in...tow. The two of them leapt into the sexual encounters like puppy dogs finding new toys. They had pussy and cock to share with everybody, and everybody welcomed the enthusiastic twosome. There really was a ‘more the merrier’ philosophy around the house that day.About the time our visitors had fully integrated into the group and moved onto some of. He could feel his excitement rising in his jeans as he stared at the woman. Thoughts of his wife drifted away. It was just her, the oddly familiar seductress from across the bar. Sophie noticed Guy glance away, looking toward his wife to make sure that she had missed the exchange. She took this opportunity to add to the mystery. If she was going to pull this off, she had to play it just right. She slipped away before he could look back up in her direction.Sophie knew Guy and Jamie, and she was. Then you can start on the other. He opened her purse and saw the smokes in their usual case. The case was behind a plethora of toys. He reached in to grab them and then flinched as she smacked him across the face.You know better than to touch my toys without permission slave, just for that I think you'll need to be punished earlier than expected. Take your clothes off, and when you're done go grab the bag I left by the door, but DO NOT look inside!He did as he was told. He stripped off the blue. Aunty Beverly smiled."So you definitely prefer panties then," she observed as her smile turnedto a knowing, tight-lipped grin."Yes," I admitted quite openly, "why can't boys have nice silky pants?Girls get all the nice stuff." Well would you, - ahem, - prefer to be a girl then darling?" whisperedAunty Beverly as she caught a husky, little croak in her throat."No, but I like to wear silky panties, - and frills and stuff," I addedas an afterthought."Would you like to live as a girl then, a sissy.