Some moments later she woke up so I put my hand on her belly under her shirt feeling her smooth skin…So I pushed my hand a little bit down just to s...lip under the edge of her trousers and panties… mmm how much I love that feeling when my fingers touch her grown back hair at the side of her TRIMMED pussy…After that my hand didn’t get lower but instead rised up till the curve of her TINY tits… I love stopping my hand there and feeling my wife so relaxed…I kept my hand there but my fingertip teased. Sophie was amazed since Fanny had gotten me to cross dress and have sex with him dressed as well. I told her I was into cross-dressing before I met Fanny from an earlier age before we moved into the neighborhood, and this was my first time with someone else. She was interested in hearing my personal information, and had me explain what my youth was about. I also told her about my family situation and how it was not so good, and I felt much better being at their house than at home for that. He then told me you slept with his wife. I had a hard time believing it. Cindy came out on the porch and I was sure she knew what he said to me."I have to say I was lost for words. Cindy called David an asshole and if he ever told anyone that story again that she would divorce him. She told him she loved him and was only being honest with him and didn't want any secrets between them. She told me the truth and what really happened. She mentioned that she didn't even know David at the time and. As we drove I watched Brittany undo her conservative blouse revealing a tight halter top underneath. She definitely wasn’t wearing a bra; I could see her nipples poking through the fabric. She then lifted her hips and pushed off her skirt. I laughed when I saw she was wearing tight booty shorts underneath. I watched as she pulled the booty shorts up, and then slid her finger over her crotch making her camel toe all the more visible. I laughed again. “What?” she asked in a hurt voice. “You told.