We snuggle on the sofa, watching some random quiz show on the TV, but then you see what time it is.“Isn’t this normally your bath time?” you ask...“Well yeah… but it’s not set in stone. I could have one later,” I laugh.“I think you should have one now,” you tell me. “Don’t let me stop you!”I consider this for a moment and decide it could be fun. I go up to the bathroom and start running the water, adding copious amounts of bath foam, which is scented with an enticing combination of essential. Priya: choriye devarjipriya: aapko kyon taklief doosam: ab main hoon aapke saath kyaa mood hai aapkaa baataosam: Bhabhi bahar chalnaa pasand karengee yaa yaa yehee aapkaa man behlaaon main abatao naa Priya: bahar kaha jayengepriya: aapko koi aachi jagah maloom hai kyapriya: mein toh bore ho gayi baith baith karsam: ( main baar baar aapke mummon ke bech me aapkee sexy clevage par nazar fix kartaa hoon aaur aapkee nazar parte hee nazar bachaa raha hoon..) Sam: moovie dekhenge aap….Priya: mein. A new memory of his wife berating him for wearing her things came up. Shehad discovered some of her clothes had been stretched out of shape andwas certain she knew why. Daniel pleaded with her to understand that hefelt a need to do these things and that nobody was being hurt. Heexplained that maybe if she would allow him to have some things of hisown then he would be able to privately take care of his needs and nobodyelse would ever know.She argued that someone might see him through a window.. Getting louder.“Little sissy is getting rock hard I see! Let me take a picture of that cum-covered sissy cock!”I heard some laughter too! Oh I wish I was someplace else!“My best friend is a fucking sissy whore! And stealing my mother's pantyhose, puts them on, and licking my mom’s panties too. Eww...fucking filthy sissy!”I heard her laughing even louder. It was so fucking embarrassing.“You are a useless little sissy whore that took my mom’s pantyhose and clothes for your own perversion! Now.