Fingerdoo slowly ground Bumfelt’s cock. “You want to cum again?” she teased, her soaking lips taking him in easily. “You got more for me, Dete...tive?” “Fuck me,” groaned Bumfelt, now fucking her back, He slammed his cock into her wetness as she drove down on him. Suddenly….Bumfelt felt another eruption building. “Are you going to cum for me?” whispered Fingerdoo. “You ready to cum for me again?” “Not yet,” growled Bumfelt. He rolled Fingerdoo aside and knelt between her legs. His mouth went at. After a good 10 minutes of sucking his dick he managed to pull me away from him. We head to his bedroom down the hall. Once we are there he tells me to take my jeans off. As I do he is getting on his bed. He see that I am not wearing an underwear. “Damn. No undies. I like to collect the undies for the women and boi’s who I fuck. Here, put these on.” He says as he tosses me a thong. I look at them. Then he says, “ look familiar? They belong to your wife.”So, what do I do? I put them on like a. Kara unfolded the cloths, there were thick warms socks, a stiff pair of pants, a shirt and a thicker larger over shirt for her. Kara took off her ruined night cloths and started pulling on the socks. She then pulled on the shirt and the pants before pulling on the over shirt. When she came out there was another man there. Older, with white hair and much thinner than Bruce or James. Kara noted that while it looked like Bar-Brah and James had hastily gotten dressed, Bruce looked like he had been. She also put her hair down and tucked it behind her ears, and smiled. ‘You sleep in you bra and underwear? Isn’t that uncomfortable?’ Miranda wondered. At home, she liked to sleep in the nude but she didn’t feel comfortable doing so with Lizzie around. ‘I’m fine with it. I always sleep like that.’ Lizzie was always taught that it was the proper thing to do, and sometimes when her bra would cut into her shoulder in the middle of the night or her underwear would be too tight, she still did what.