I devised a plan, however, to prevent my boner from peeking through. I took a pair of my old tighty whities and wore those instead of my usual boxers....Surely it was hurt to get a boner in these, and my body would make it go away because it hurt so much. When I got to school, I realized I was wrong on two accounts. Kind of, anyways. The first, Alex did not wear shorts to school. Instead, she wore another homemade bottom, this time a VERY short skirt. I'm not sure if she could even wear it due. As we proceeded for a round, my wife entered the idol room. We completed the round without uttering a word. I saw my mother in law blushing. After that we came back home. We had our breakfast after reaching home. I was feeling sleepy and excused my wife and my mother in law and went to sleep as I was tired because of whole night sex. When I woke up in the afternoon I was feeling pissing and went towards bath room but someone was bathing inside. I could not call who was inside because I did not. After a minute or so he started to gently stroke his fingers up her slit between the lips but not penetrating her pussy. "oohh yeah that's good." She said more to herself than to john. He was stoking the flames of her passion but not enough to get them raging. He continued torturing her in this way until she gave him a clout round the ear and said "For god's sake just stick the bloody fingers in!" He did as he was told and was rewarded by a loud mm sound from Clara as she arched her back in. She hung there for a moment before moving back off of the intruder. The camera picked up her opening still stretched and hollow as she allowed it to relax before attempting her new assault on that black pillar.I was glad that I had remembered the flashlight. I would need it later.Again she moved down, wiggling, pushing, and stretching herself in little tiny increments. Impatiently John flexed his thighs and poked the head back where it had been earlier. Grunting at his sudden movement, she.