While we were there we went to happy hour at an upscale outside bar near our condo. The bartender was a very good looking friendly, probably late 20s ...early 30s black man and we became friends, him always giving my wife a hug every time we came in and they exchanged Facebook information.She knows she has my permission to have sex with a younger black man since I can seldom perform any longer. On the night before we left he texted her and asked if he could come over to the condo and tell us good. I wanted her hot, ripe and ready for me. I finally open my eyes, the once deep brown color of my iris grew to a chestnut brown, then a bright brown as I hungrily stared at her 5'9" self swaying her hips left & right in only my long white tee; on the edge of the coffee table immediately in front of me. She had one arm up and over her head as her head leaned on it-tilting back a little, the other hand caressing her perfect 36Cs, grazing her nipples through the white cloth and caressing her small. He said “ If you want to see bra and panties ask your mom to show you hers, its just underwear and you shouldn’t be making a big deal out of this”. BINGO he gave me the idea that would carry on through the rest of my life. Panty drawers!I began to peek into girl’s panty drawers, examining everyone. If I was at a friend’s house, I would find ways to get into his moms or sisters rooms and look. Finding silky ones were always extra special. For years I explored the wonders of women’s panties bras. ” Peter said, and Talia felt a new hand taking over holding onto her left wrist. Looking up, she could see Alex with a still unsmiling face holding onto her arm as Sara stood next to him, watching her intently. Jacob and Robbie got back between her legs, pushing them wide, holding her open with their hands and body position. Once again, she was spread out in front of them, her audience now grown by two. Two who had no idea what she had already done this day. The thought of being naughty and.