Just like the outside Jack found himself in another long hallway with doors to smaller rooms along each side. One thing was different here from the ot...her hallway; here there were no doors to block the entry or view of the interior of each room. As Karen continued leading the way down the hall Jack glanced into each room as they passed, all appeared to be bedrooms or one sort or another. Since the purpose of these rooms was obvious Karen didn't say anything about them but simply continued. “Like I am going to straddle his legs or something?” she asked, looking at her mom.“That’s right. Let me demonstrate,” she said gently moving her daughter aside and spreading her legs and then sitting on his lap. She immediately felt the boy’s stiff cock snuggled against her warm crotch.“Just sit just like this and face him.” She began to gently rock over his cock, knowing he was getting more and more aroused. “Go ahead . . . now you try.” She got up and pushed her daughter in front of him. Her. You can see how they work."Little Henry was going to remain an Uncle Target! She had passed me apair of baby pink satin knickers, heavy with frills, lace and ribbons butwith four elasticated openings rather than the usual three. It was veryobvious what the forth one was for. Little Henry and his friends would befully exposed, although surrounded by all those layers of pink frill andlace!She then passed me what was obviously a short petticoat to put on. Shortit may have been but it was heavy. . passionate, let’s say.”“But I don’t want another man!” she moaned. “I want you! You’re my husband and I’m happy when you make love to me.”“That is precisely why I love you so much,” he said softly. “but you deserve to be deliriously happy when you make love. Can you honestly look me in the eye, and say I make you deliriously happy in bed?”“Yes,” she said immediately, looking at his mouth.He put a finger under her chin and lifted. Slowly, her eyes came up to his. She flinched, slightly.“Be.