. they were gone. When laundry was done again a few dayslater, I found them. This time, they were not mixed in with my clothes,but rather they were ...crumpled inside of John's pant leg. I wondered whathappened, but attributed it to his tidying up and just tossing them inwith his. I was so na?ve then.Then, a few weeks later I noticed my panty drawer was a bit off itstrack. I surely hadn't noticed that in the morning when I slowly pulledon my yellow and pink striped, silk panties and. Her thighs were silky and shiny, as if inviting one to caress them. She unclasped her bra within a split second and pulled down the strap of her panties in a flash. I was dumbfounded to watch my sexy mother standing naked although for a few seconds. She got into a cotton saree puffing around her body as if it were floating over her flesh. I kept watching her even after she was fully covered, which eventually resulted in my mother catching me soon. I thought for a moment that she would be. Pleasuring herself to the thought of fucking this mysterious stranger.The stranger spoke a few words quietly in an arcane language, Rosaria ceased her rubbing to look up at the woman quizzically. The stranger smiled down at her, leaning down such that her mouth was near Rosaria’s ear, her breasts hanging right in front of Rosaria’s face. With a voice that almost sent Rosaria into another shuddering orgasm she whispered;“You’re still not ready yet.”Suddenly a group of warm, writhing tentacles of. “I want you always,” Trent answers, afraid he just made a mistake.“Then I guess we had better enjoy the reversal of our roles,” Thea says, grinning. She leans in and this time their tongues intertwine.Reluctantly, Thea pulls away. Wordlessly she goes about pulling off Trent’s clothes, including his stockings and gloves. She directs him over to the chair, totally forgetting about Christy being there to watch. The seat feels cool against his bare ass and he looks up at his sister, eagerly.