I commented that I needed to cool a bit. I took in some ice water and it seemed to help. The strippers said the vast majority of women they do the pri...ate bachelorette dances for, end up opting to get as scantilly clad as the stripper currently were. Cindy spoke up first. Yeah ×××......it is just us.....make yourself comfortable girl! With that, my guests seemed to shout in unison. Take it off ×××, take it off xxx. I said ok...ok...ok then! I stood up. I unbuttoned my slacks and pulled my. It was clearly visible to us all that the thought was turning Mike on, so when he agreed it was hardly a surprise. As my thoughts turned to dressing up, I could feel myself becoming aroused and Emma and Mike pushed things by discussing the type of stockings and panties they thought would be suitable and the outfits they had, the sexual tension grew in all of us and before we knew it we were all sat there with hard cocks. We began to touch each others, hands moving amongst us, Mike seemed. Having already achieved two orgasms, it’s not long before I climax with your finger tips. You face is a picture of ensuing rapture as you slide between my breasts. Moaning and looking into your eyes, I am trapped in the depths of your soul. Just as I think that you’re going to cum you stop. ‘I want to be inside that sweet body baby, turn over.’ You say, swatting me on my right butt cheek. On all fours, you kneel behind me, I purr deep in my chest. I feel you push your member into my velvety. He hefts them and rub his belly and bra cups."Do you like this, Stewart?" I ask quietly. "Why?"I want to know. I don't know why I like it. I don't know why I hate ittoo. This is wrong."Stop!" I yell. "We can't do this," I say. "These are Mom's things. Wecan't... You can't wear them!"Stewart's face falls. He's only part-way to satisfaction. I can see himtenting the girlie panties. The horrible tent that is ruining thesmoothness that is supposed to be there. They aren't for men or boys.They are.