Dirty thoughts like these rolled round and around Gen’s brain. This was so unlike her, she knew, but she couldn’t help it. Her cunt was on fire, c...onsumed as she was by thoughts of the horny young couple from the bus. As she walked up the stairs her hand moved onto her pussy, pressing against it as though she were trying to keep it from exploding. Somehow, she made it to the bed and threw herself on it – lying on her back she hiked her skirt up quickly and flicked off her soaking wet panties.. Mike’s hands started exploring. His touch felt good on my tits. His touch drifted lower. His fingertips explored my recent shaving. I was surprised by the thought that his fingertips were not being overtly sexual despite where they were placed. I was comfortable and could have slept that way except for my arm under his neck which was starting to go numb. I finally had to move my arm.Mike told me what I had expected. “Jay and Pam wanted to assure as many SU guests as possible to know they were. Chai pite pite hum baat kar ne lage wo boal ne lagi chandigarh main ghoom ne liye bahut sare spot ho ge na maine kaha ha hai unho ne bola aur aap ke wife kaise hai maine kaha thik hai us ke to maze hai maine kaha main samjha nahi wo muskarane lagi aur boal ne lagi jiss ka pati us ke saath ho to us ke to maze ho ga na. Maine kaha aise koi baat nahi hai phir wo boli main naha lati hoo aur wo chali gai main un ke baat ke bare main soachne laga aur mera maan un ko chod ne ka kar ne laga mami naha. I had to show it. But making love to her would have been a sin because she is, after all, my father's wife. The only other way I knew how to become one with her was to share her underwear.On that particular night, I wanted to be pure and virginal for my step mom, so I plucked a white bra-and-panty set from the drawer. A single strand of red hair stuck to the bra's lacy flower design. I pulled it off and pressed it against my face. Oh, if I could only be with her!After shedding my manly clothes,.