She always wanted me to wear a pair of her panties while we were having sex. I readily obliged because she was so good on her back and also gave the b...st blow job I've ever had. I got used to wearing her underwear and have to admit that I looked and felt very sexy in them. She wore very feminine sheer nylon bikinis, some trimmed with lace, ruffles and bows in every color you could imagine. It wasn't long before I would go directly to her pantie drawer when she was gone and get a throbbing hard. She told me to get undressed, and she slowly stripped and we got into the sheets. As soon as I was hard, she mounted me so I could see all of her. Sliding my erect manhood into her boiling pussy was heavenly and I told her so. She began slowly, and as I plunged deeper each stroke she began moaning, then picked up the pace. She began to orgasm, and rocked me faster and faster until I couldn't hold myself back and shot my load into her inviting pussy. Her tits were swaying over me as she. But more than that I can feel the slip clinging to my legs, caressing my legs gently and my arousal builds.It is dark in the house, winter nights bring on darkness early and this is my night to treat myself to feminine attire. As much as I love the contrast between dark stockings and a white slip I chose to not wear the stockings tonight. “Why is it?” I question in my mind, “that only women are allowed sensual garments?” My hand glides down my front again. The nylon against my bare nipples. Andher saman vagara shelf me lega rahe dhe.Mem aur husbend basket leke saman lene ko chale.Husbend bola ki thum saman lelo.Mem jake liqure ki bill katke aatha hum.Mene unse basket li aur sardar khade dhe ustharaf gayi.Udhar rack me sabun lay out kar rahe dhe wo.Dono side me rack dhe.Aur beech me jaga kam dhe.Mem sardar ka bagal me khadi hoke saman lene ki bahana se neeche ki tharf jhuk gayi.Ab meri gand usko dhikhay dhiya hoga.Mem seedhi hoke uske samne khadi hogayi.Uska samne hi mem jhuk.