It was pleasing that for the next year each Guide night she wore the same dress, same slip and same result. No one at Guides could have told her and I... did not either.At the end of the year we moved and she stopped going to guides so the slip show ended.Sam's new slipSome six months after we moved Sam went to an “Underwear Party”. When she returned from the party she told me she had ordered a lacy cream half slip. We had not discussed my love of slips at this point and I was really pleased.The. I’m going to fill you up!’ In a way, it was kind of funny, like an X- rated movie with a sense of humor, but it was also a turn- on, especially when I could hear HER yelling, screaming and moaning!’ ‘You’re full of it!’ one of the younger spies slurred through his fourth or fifth martini. Shaken, not stirred. ‘Well, I tell you, I stayed in that room a full year, until the 1988 graduating class threw their party. They never came out once that whole year, just stayed in that room and fucked each. I remember gasping and looking around to see if anyone had noticed what was happening. However, due to everyone being too preoccupied with their tasks, no one had seen a thing. So, instead of protesting as maybe I should have, I may have giggled — and wiggled my ass in encouragement.” She winked. "Oh, and I remember creaming my knickers." Did he stop then?" Oh no, not Joe, the bastard began licking my pussy through my knickers. Not only that, but he put a hand on my mound and began caressing my. It is pure and true heaven on earth. And, it just continues for what seems like forever. Wave after wave seems to be breaking over you. But, it is slowing…just subsiding ever so little. It’s like a top coming to the end of its spin…ever so slowly coming down from a super high spin. Slower now, but the tongue keeps sending showers of sparks throughout your being. You become aware that your legs are quivering with the pleasure waves that are passing through you. Slowing…turning ever so.