By the time we late-risers had cleaned up, Betty and Carol had breakfast ready for us all. As we ate, we discussed our plans for the day.Rita, Betty, ...and Carol were planning on a shopping trip for groceries, and the other things we would need for the next week or so. Then, they would straighten up around our home. With the three of them tackling those tasks, they should be done by lunchtime for our home was not that big, and we only needed a limited amount of food. Betty liked to shop. "I like to call myself Cissy with a C" I giggled. "Well Cissy with a C do you always wear panties" he asked putting his hand on my leg. "Always" I answered. "Tell me what else you like to wear" he whispered stroking the inside of my thigh, moving higher as he did. " anything girly" I purred as his hand slid up the leg of my shorts. Rubbing my hip through my panties "what color are they" he breathed in my ear. "Pink" I replied breathlessly. "Yes, I like pink" he breathed lightly brushing my ear. On many occasions, over some years, I would be outside like this and actually was a nervous wreck and dizzy as well, from fear and excite, both.Later, I started oiling my legs with a mild sweet scented oil, got the adrenaline spiked even further, apparently some of the men took notice, when once a man walked past me and whispered "damn you smell good bitch", went on about his way, or, so I thought, then I look up and see a big strong powerful white cock in his hands, him gesturing to me to keep. .. I don't normally do this but you have been in my head for three years, when I wank my cock I think of fucking you, when I'm with Linda I think of you..... Your tight body and soaking pussy'I started grinding down on his very hard cock for some friction as he reached to pull my top over my head... 'Fuck look at your tits'..... Instead of unbuttoning his shirt I just ripped it open and quickly pulled it down his arms, once he was free I slid back and off his lap, he was quick to try and grab.