The whole situation at Wexford was a surprise to Richard. Suddenly he was in a group of people where it was cool to play classical music. What was fri...ge in high school was now common ground. Music was no longer an obstacle to making friends, but rather a catalyst.He felt so comfortable with Emily and Sandra. It was like he had been a saltwater fish in a freshwater pond all his life, and now he was in the ocean.But how does something like this even work? Two girlfriends? Or is this a. She decided to ask him, “You want me to take my pants off so I’m in just my thong?” “Yes you dumb slut. Clearly you love to have it on and why have a lacy one with sparkles unless you want to show it off? So go ahead and show it off.” “No I never show it t-” Amy started but her fathers hand came flying up to her face again even harder than before. A tear started to well up in her eye but she did as she was told. She reached down to the waist of her yoga pants and slipped her thumb inside the. I was stunned to see that my son’s eyes were lustfully glued to my wiggling ass. “Didn’t you use to have all Madonna’s albums?” my husband asked, peering at me over the TV. I nodded and smiled, but I was distracted by a surprising glob of moisture bubbling out of my pussy. Noticing that my son’s attention was focused on my panty-covered ass was turning me on. Guilty too! When the song changed, I settled back down onto my son’s lap. A large bulge greeted my ass. Although thrilled and turned on. In my mind, I was trying to remember every sexy move I had thought of.She stood there at the door; eyeing me from head to toe in pure lust. I could see that she clearly enjoyed seeing her husband in girlie lingerie. As she licked her lips, I could feel her breathing hard in anticipation.I tried to walk sexy as approached her. I wished I was wearing high heel shoes, making it a picture-perfect look of a whore. Carefully and gently stepping slowly while at the same time caressing my body.