Its been a few weeks since then and my mistresses have shown no mercy. i don't even own mens underwear any more . strickly my wife , the most importan... misstress of all insist my balls be covered with lace. i may wear a suit to work but theres pantys under that. She says its the only way a panty boy should dress. anyway my wife said she had a surprise for me when i got home from work . i couldn't wait to see what she had in mind. when i got home i walked into the house and my wife was. "Going somewhere big fella? Maybe you should come somewhere instead." Flattery will get us both everywhere and in fact, I was, if not big, adequately engorged to restore my faith that my hands had not simply grown too large for my cock. Are erotic thoughts of a mom, a fountain of youth? There's something for future enquiry.Her legs were moving sensuously, stretching and curling showing those curves in action and flashing a bit of pubic hair. And then - the big REVEAL."You're doing very. " Well...mmmmph," I managed and she leaned forward and kissed me soundly."I've waited and wanted a long time to do that," she said, as she pushed me back onto the bed, moving to straddle my hips, reaching up to cast away her blouse as she leaned forwards once more to kiss me deeply, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tightly to me as her lips parted and our tongues probed one another.I stroked her back and caressed the sides of her breasts as we kissed passionately for what seemed like. The doorbell rang. The dog was barking now as it scrabbled across the front room floor to the hallway. Someone was at the apartment entryway door.Quickly Leora grabbed up her leggings, pulled them up to cover her legs up over her creamy slitty, and went out into the lighted hallway. When she opened the door it was a delivery man. He was carrying a bag from which he took a cardboard pizza box from the pizzeria down the street. He put it on the table there in the hall. A grin was on his face. He.