Phir mom ke sath ronit nachne laga, aur usne bhi dheere dheere mom ki gand par hath phirana shuru kar diya, main sab kuch dekh raha tha. Tabhi ronit n... viresh ko ishara kiya aur usne light band kar di aur light band hone par mom ki awaj aayi “please aisa mat karo”, tabhi light on huyi aur maine dekha ki meri mom ki nighty uske sar se upar tak kisi ne utha ke rakh di thi aur vo sab ke samne bilkul nangi thi, mom ne usi halat mein kaha ye kisne kiya aur vo apni nighty niche karne lagi to ronit ne. . all of them about ... hotwives and cuckolds. Some of that stuff is more for fan service, but some of it is actually what I’ve done ... wanted to do. Including a true story about my time as Angelica’s sissy drag queen cuckold. It’s all there,” Darrell confessed now, really making our jaws drop.“So, my loving husband ... writing hotwife stories on his computer while I slave away as a nurse during this deadly plague ... how naughty of you! Hmmm ... I’ll have to think about what I think about. "Carry on!" she snapped at me, so I reluctantly started to masturbate again, aware that she was taking a lot of pictures of me in my humiliating position. Soon I was on the verge of cumming. For some reason I was finding my predicament a bit of a turn on and the feel of the female clothes made me even hornier. "Stop!" she commanded. "Take your hand off your cock NOW!". She knew how close I was to shooting my load and as I released my grip my cock stood bobbing in the air with a drip of precum. She knows I’m there. It’s like some kind of power thing. And once again, just like that first day on the stairs, I am captivated by her moving in front of me. It’s her pretty little feet I notice now. So young and full and creamy. So shiny and well looked-after, with cute toes that are neither stumpy nor froggishly long. They’re just right, perfectly in tune with her proportions. I watch their confident steps along the cool hallway floor. Left, right, left, right. I’m lost in that reverie.