This time however, Auntie Bev warned us and this sagacity was to be ourfirst real lesson in the dangers of an innocent exposure of lacyintimates being... misinterpreted as some sort of flirtatious invitation.As we minced into the house, Victoria and her mummy made us welcome thenthey introduced us to Victoria's sissy daddy who was setting out thedining table. He was wearing a lovely frilly blouse with a tailored plumcoloured skirt and a pretty little cocktail apron to protect hisensemble. He wore. So on and so forth, until I was married and free to indulge as newlyweds often do, for a while.Backing up a bit, there were the inevitable curiosities about what other guys did to relieve pressing urges. One semester at college I had a roommate who ran track and was always out at practices or meets; we had little more than a casual acquaintance because of our schedules. He was of average build and obviously in good shape, kind of on the wiry side. I was always a sound sleeper and the dorm. ‘Champaign. My favourite.’ exclaimed mr Jones as he helped Jo to her feet. ‘No sooner as she stood upright Mr Jones clamped his hand on her tit and then licked the bubbly off her nipple.Mr Smith took advantage of the fact he was the left holding Ms Wood’s legs open. ‘Jo could you just help me flop my cock out? There’s a good girl.'Jo was all over the place. The deep ache in her lower stomach needed satisfying. She casually pulled down the zip on Mr Smiths tweed trousers and the old man’s cock. It was so luscious it made me want to unload by jiz up into her face, but I knew I wanted to fuck her cunt. I pushed her off and rolled over on top, ramming my raging hardon into her sopping wet cunt. It had been so long since she had fucked anyone that her pussy was twice as tight as my wifes and she almost screamed in agony as I pierced. Her. “God you’re tight Sapna” I began fucking her hard, pounding in and out as far as I could. My balls slapping and splashing against her wet anus. I.