Ryan obviously took this as an invitation and leaned over her and put his free hand between my wife's legs. She was wearing track-pants so just lifted...slightly and slipped them down to her knees, letting Ryan see and feel her lacy panties.By this time I had my cock in hand and suggested that we move to the bedroom. My wife stood, kicked off her track-pants, and led Ryan by the cock down the passage to the bedroom. As we went he pulled her panties down over her ass so she paused to strip them. That night i received an sms from an unknown no sying that ‘ur package is pretty interesting” not knowing who it was i did not text back,within 10 minutes i received another text from the same no”Dont u appreciate a ladys appreciation” I did not reply at first but after getting a couple of blank texts from the same no replied “You are the joy the moment the ocassion’ and put my spare pillow between my legs and dozed of in to deep sleep dreaming of my buxom and utterly bombastic neighbour Sonia. In the front room, I sat on the edge of the bed, disappointed that my performance had been truncated, and expecting a tirade from the mother. Before I could respond to the gentle tap on the door, Gwen and the bride-to-be, call her Alice, entered the room apologising to me for not going ahead with the original plan, which was for me to be the party's naked drink waiter for the evening. However, they did have a plan to redeem themselves. Following the hens' night, the pair were to attend a. However, her collection of favorite undies had gone missing as well as her erotic picture stories that aided her in her masturbation sessions in the privacy of her own bed. Of course, she did not mention the loss of the valued magazines, but she did admit to the loss of all her feminine underwear to Mrs. Nikki. It would have been easy to borrow some of Mrs. Nikki's things and she enjoyed having the feel of the beautiful woman's exotic fabrics nestled between her legs, but she knew it much too.