...and then I saw what I thought I would, my husband dressed in a pair of my best Wol**rd tights caressing himself in front of wardrobe mirror.I then ...oved the bar back until he entered the bedroom and I watched him go into my hosiery drawer pull out the tights, carefully undo the packaging and pull the nylon out of the packet, he was so expert at this that I now realised he must have been doing this for years and must have just got a bit careless in his tidying up for me to realise, I had. Much better. She had a few sips thanked me and said now what. I asked her to finish the bottle since there was plenty more.After 2 breeze,s which took a lot of convincing to finish and a lot of small talks I could tell she was now tipsy. We talked about her engagement and why it broke. Talked about life. She asked if I had a girlfriend etc. She was worried that the house staff might get suspicious if she stayed upstairs for too long. She also said she felt dizzy but good and giggled a lot. I. How could you know? You’re so fucking amazing! You open your eyes and look through the screen at me, “Spray your fucking cum all over me baby! Cum on your slutty little whore! Mark me with your seed!” Then you pull on the nipple clamps and cry out, “I’m gonna cum with you baby!”That’s all it takes to signal my balls to finally unleash my orgasm. My cock explodes, as I envision covering you with spurt after spurt of my thick, white cum. I fucking love you!We both lay still, unable to move for a. Ceraden laughed hard at that, and then looked at John enviously. “Terrans don’t know how good they have it,” he said, sounding depressed.John smiled at him and then reached up and gestured to his pointed ears, “Well as you can see, I’m not exactly Terran.”The Maliri looked at him curiously and leaned forward, his eyes looking a bit glazed from the drinks he’d been downing. “You never brought it up, so I thought it would be rude to ask. What species are you exactly? I assumed you must be.