She slid up and down about 5 times and she was definitely wet, she lifted up and felt my condom covered dick. She said,’your dick feels good but if... we’re going to do this we are going to have to do this the right way. This condom has to go.’ And without even letting me respond, she slipped the condom off my dick. My dick dick was so moist as she was jacking it and then she bent down and put her mouth on it again to lube it up some more. Then she lifted up and this was the most amazing feeling. “I want you to guess”“You are killing me.” I have him on the ropes; he’s reeling, almost defenceless. I hear it in his question.“You fucked someone else, is that it?” Is that anger, a little pain from him? My hands stop for a moment. I waits before answering. Heart pounding and my pussy leaking, what comes next could have unintended consequences. My voice is soft, “Not someone, sweetie,” a long silence in the night, “two someone’s.” The air goes out a thousand miles away, a long, ragged sigh. I. Very. Now, can we move on?“Yes. Oh look,” Penelope abruptly says, pointing ahead of them. “It’s the castle.”And it looks like they don’t want anybody going in.“Oh, that big old softy?” she asks. “I’m sure I can convince him to let us in.”I’m sure you can, but I rather not. Why don’t we see if we can find another way in?“I’m not climbing any walls.”I didn’t say we had to.“I’m in charge, you said so yourself. So that means we do it my way.”I never said that.“Yeah you did,” the young witch. ..tired tonight, dear, maybe tomorrow. The next day and evening passed, and when we again were in bed,and I tried to get something going, Joanne suddenly sat up andsaid, "We have to talk." She confessed that she had beenthinking about my panty-wearing day, strange thoughts, andremembering how excited she had gotten when she saw me in mypanties. I also confessed, interrupting her, about how thememory of those panty-clad hours kept recurring to me. "W ...would you mind wearing panties again to.