. plain!" she protested. The flannel vanished, replaced by a scoop-neck lacy knit top, one that emphasized rather than hid the curves of the breasts.... As a finishing touch, a necklace appeared.Jeff made the neckline move higher, and some of the lace disappeared. Holly lowered the neckline again. Finally, Jeff dropped his hand. "I give up. You're going to make us look feminine no matter what I do." Well I'm not going to wear anything so ... butch!" Holly argued back.Jeff sighed. This _had_. ..Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Mom had not missed my appraisal of Dad. Without losing my composure, however, I picked up my horn-rimmed glasses and made a production of studying Daddy's body. I drew in his square shoulders, his dark hair interspersed with gray, his impeccably trimmed moustache and his smooth and set jaws. Dad, I could see, was getting just a little bit uneasy under my 'studious' gaze, so before I did anything stupid and scare him away, I stopped the. "Cindy was breathing faster now, and the manager could hear this drunken little wife of his salesman trembling with her reactions. Well, if there was ever a moment to give it everything, this was it!Taylor brought his hand casually from her shoulder to the swelling mound of her breast. He began to rub the pliant globe tenderly through the thin dress and bra, and there was a sharp intake of breath from the beautiful wife and a sudden stiffening of her body and a convulsive kneading of his shirt.. Still it was over five minutes before my hips started thrusting up into her devouring mouth as we both resumed moaning in unison. Carol pulled off of me and gasped hurriedly ‘Cum for me, John! Give it to me, I want all of your cum!’ Then she dove back onto my cock sucking madly on the first four inches or so as her hands frantically jerked on the rest of my cock. ‘Oh fu-u-u-u-uck that feels so good!’ I groaned. ‘Um hmmm!’ ‘Oh god, I’m almost there!’ ‘Um hmmm, um hmmm, um hmmm!’ ‘Oh god…I’m.