. probably not,” I mused as we made out passionately and sat down to watch some Sunday afternoon TV together.“I love the way that you think, honey... So, what do you want to watch?” Heather asked me as we surfed the channels, “Or should we just, you know, what do they say, ‘Netflix and chill’ ... What do you think, babe?”“Somehow, I don’t think that you mean just watching a film together,” I chuckled as my dear wife slid her way down to my cock and balls to give them loving kisses.Damn, I. It was different to my sister’s knicker gussets (samples on several occasions), earthier and stronger. I was smelling my Mother’s pussy as her knickers warmed up through the gusset of her girdle. I took several deep breaths and as I looked in the mirror I could clearly see the outline of my rock hard cock behind that tight satin panel.Taking deep breaths I was feeling light headed and could feel the blood pumping in my head. As I took another deep breath of her deeply feminine perfume the world. ?I suppose?.so, Sir, if you say so??but??Pierson pointed a bony finger right at Casey, slapped his knee and howled. ?It’s you Red!? Pierson and his new personal slut Jenna broke out laughing loudly; spilling their drinks as Jenna began to nibble his ear while draping one stocking clad leg over Pierson’s thigh. She then stared back triumphantly at Casey, making damn sure she saw Jenna brushing a perfect nylon foot sensuously back and forth along the bulge in Pierson’s unzipped trousers,. As I walked past the bar I saw the two old guys chatting, Bill was holding out two of his fingers and his mate was sniffing them and laughing, slapping him on the back as they clinked glasses. I left the function room and went to find Jo, walking down towards where she had gone to the toilets. It was really quiet and there was noone about. I noticed her sat on her own in a little alcove just past the toilets. She was obviously worse for wear and slumped against the side of the seat, she looked.