Donald helps her up after a bit, they shower and dress for the day. Donald is wearing a dark green button-down shirt, with a red and green plaid tie.... He dresses Emma in a shiny, low cut, waisted, with a flowing skirt green dress, close to the color of his shirt. They look lovely together as they stand admiring themselves in the mirror.They go to the sofa in their room where there are presents overflowing the table in front of it. These are their special, private, gifts to each other.Many. I let out a small moan and he smiled. His hands started to explore my body and slowly he lifted up my shirt and tossed it away. Then he reached behind me and by a skilled hand undid the clasp of my bra. Once it was off he just looked at me, I got shy and tried to cover myself up afraid he didn't like what he was seeing. He pulled my hands away and above my head where he held them, telling me that I was beautiful and he loved my perfect round breasts with the little pink nipples. Soon he was. The blood wouldn’t as freely be arriving where he would want it to.I needed to get access to those pills again and that sex chamber of his.Once these thoughts subsided, I soon was restless again with excitement about my plan for tomorrow.I had planned to start with the first known affair, she was almost as old as me now, no longer fucking my husband in her more youthful appearance, and being the first made it seem the most appropriate.Then I thought about the big-busted one who thought she got. ” Wrapping the panties around my cock again, I started to slide the lacy material up and down my shaft and closed my eyes to intensify the sensation. In my mind it was Mrs. Evans’s fingers around my cock and I groaned softly. I worked the panties over my knob, smearing my pre-cum over it. Again it wasn’t my pre-cum, it was Mrs. Evans’s wet cunt on my knob. As I sat there in my own little world of fantasies, I heard Mrs. Evans groan and on opening my eyes, I was treated to the sight of her,.