She wiggled in delight, and yes, she was very tight. This was going to be good!I got on top of her and rubbed my bulbous cockhead against her slit. Sh... grew impatient and begged me to put it inside her, but I wanted to grow her lust. I put the tip in, then pulled out, then put it back in, and out, till she literally thrusted upward, impaling half my cock inside her. "Oh, fuck, yes!" she barked out, and I froze. It was so loud that I thought for sure my wife would awaken from the dead, and catch. I felt her breath on my balls as she moved the head closer to her lips. As our eyes made contact, she softly whispered "Morning, Daddy. I didn't mean to wake you." I felt her rub her panties over my balls as she parted her lips and moved closer to my cock. Her fingers wrapped the fabric around the shaft as I felt the softness of her lips kiss the head. Her hand stroked up the shaft with her panties which worked up a small drop or pre cum. I watched as she used her tongue to lick the tip of. And I was moaning like a banshee, rapid shallow breathing, and almost pitiful moaning.When she was ready, she left me there twitching and straining. My eyes were closed in pleasure through most of her ministrations, but I couldn’t resist opening them to see what she was going to do next. In one hand she held up a vibe, which she was intently stroking with her other greased up hand. It wasn't very thick, maybe three-quarters of an inch at its thickest and barely six inches long.I didn't think it. “I don’t want to see your panties,” I lied. “What happened last night can’t happen again. It was wrong.”“You jacking off with my panties was wrong? Or stealing them from the laundry?”“That’s not what I meant,” I said. “I didn’t even know they were yours.”“So you thought they were my step-mother’s?” she asked. “Your aunt? That’s really fucked up.”“I didn’t know whose they were. It wasn’t important,” I told her honestly. “I just grabbed them.”“You just like jacking off in stolen panties,”.