These NY City winters are a bitch, especially when forbidden panties. Beneath my knee-high tweed skirt I'm stark naked "down there." It's his absolute...rule, the dreaded ?triple P?: no panties, no pubes when in public. No exceptions. Headed downstairs to the No. 6 subway, an incoming train sends a frigid blast whistling up my legs. Stepping sideways down the stairs, I keep my thighs squeezed tightly as my 4 inch heels allow, which sadly isn't much. Short strides, one step at a time. One foot. After some time, he pulled out his wet dick from inside her mouth, slowly raised himself and laid down full length over her body. His dick was dripping with her saliva. My mother slowly spread her healthy thighs and engulfed my father with her healthy legs and allowed him to enter his glistening penis inside her wet vagina. When he was completely inside her, he began to pump her, slowly; my mother held my father’s face and brought it down on her face and they started kissing each other again.. At 26 years old, Sara had graduated from Northwestern and was working at a rival firm before being poached by a corporate head hunter. At 5'4 and weighing a little over 120 pounds, Sara had beautiful, shoulder length, auburn hair, perky c-cup breasts and a cute butt that always left men like Mark drooling.Mark couldn't help falling head over heels for Sara. The ways her tight body filled out her business suits, her sweet voice commanded a room and her overall demeanor all left Mark infatuated.. She had just broken up with a guy that lived together and was asking for advice, as she didn’t want to mention anything to the family including her sister (my wife) because she knew it was coming... “I told you so”. She would ask for rides to work, meet after work for drinks and text a lot more. I know this is regular, but now she was coming over and spending the nights a bit more for support. Months had gone by and she was doing much better, she had already moved on; talking to new guys, going.