Cherie rubs her face in the bulge. She sniffs and licks your cock through the fabric."Mmmmm," your wife says, as she gives the bulge a big wet kiss. "...our dick is so musky."It is also very wet, as your wife's saliva soaks through the fabric. Cherie digs her fingers into the seat of your underwear. She kneads your butt to the rhythm of her tongue licking up the length of your cock. You can tell she enjoys feeling your sweaty briefs in her hands. Cherie gives your cock another kiss, than slips. He opened her legs while dropping his shorts, and thrust straight into her pussy which was obviously as wet as mine was earlier. He slowly, but with pressure pumped into her and she gasped with every push. Adrian and I were fascinated; we just watched them as the vibrating washer continue to stimulate us both in a wonderful slow pace. Tim suddenly reached over to a bottle of Fairy liquid on the shelf above the dryer and poured the soapy liquid between the crack of Rebecca’s arse. He pulled. "Nice..." he smiled, "very nice."Embarrassed as well as angered, Angilee had turned and almost run from the store.But now she was here, the panties felt absolutely sinful and Jeremy joined her, taking her arm as they walked toward the front door of the nightclub."I want you to know, these panties make me feel very naughty," she said smiling."Before the evening is through, I plan on you feeling a lot more naughty than that," he replied."If you would like, we could just go to your apartment," she. "When I woke up I wanted to scream bloody murder, so I did, and the nurses took it as shock and grief from the accident and doped me up. Her – me – you know – Angel's father (sperm donor is more like it) showed up the next afternoon pretending to care, full of 'I'm so sorry' and 'You'll be fine.'"Everything I've ever known was taken from me, and in its place is that huge mansion and crazy people who think I'm this way because of losing my mother."The reality was sinking in. Angela really was.