About five minutes later he replied.Put on the white panties and the skirt. I’ll be over in a bit.I did as he said; I slid the panties on and tucked... my tiny cock. Then I put the skirt on. I went down stairs to wait for him. I was sitting on the couch looking down at my body and I started to get really turned on. Just then I heard his car pull into the driveway. I got up to meet him at the door. He knocked and I opened the door. I stood there no shirt, no shoes or socks, just my skirt and. I felt incredibly close to him as I went down on him again and again and heard him moan and gasp with an ecstacy I have never heard from anyone. It was so wild that I could have this affect on him. And I felt that he was thinking and feeling everything I was. I could tell that we were both on the verge of incredible orgasms.When we did it was glorious. I was pumping him with my mouth and stroking myself and it was if the same orgasm arose in both of us at the same time. As I went over the top. “Both these asses are mine,” he reminded his girls, directing the comment more to the redhead, “and you’d do well to remember that. Whether you’re the bullying team leader or the poor clueless follower who’d sell her out. Nobody’s innocent here, nobody gets off the hook.” He clutched both their cheeks hard. “Right, Blondie?”“Yes,” Imogen breathed, her voice shaking.“Right, Scarlet?”“Yes,” Lysette concurred sulkily after a pause.“Good. Then get these naked asses into my shower. Second on the. She took the glass from him and took a good swallow before sitting it on the coaster he had placed on the end table. Returning to his previous seat, he turned and faced her."Rod was the oldest son of mama's friend Edna. She was the president of Mama's sewing circle. They used to meet at Edna's house on Tuesday and Thursday mornings at ten. On Tuesdays they would share patterns and have a show and tell time. Each one of them would bring something she had made the week before. On Thursdays they.