.and gasped..."What in the world?"If she noticed my red face burning with embarrassment, she didn't let on."Honey, are these nylon panties you're wear...ing?" Another rhetoricalquestion, as she fingered the nylon and the ruffled lace trim on thewaistband of the yellow panties I had pilfered from Beth's dresser. "Ohmy...you are wearing panties! These are your sister's, aren't they? Wejust bought this set a few days ago." Er...yes...well...I...uh... guess so!" I responded, knowing a lie atthis point. "Dad chose that moment to come in, dressed in his costume. He was a jester, all black-and white with bells on his hat, pom-poms down his front and a sad-face mask covering his face. The costume looked detailed, and quite fantastic."Nice, dad! Although why did you go with a sad face? I thought a happy face would be your thing." Indeed it would," he said, removing his mask, putting it in a hidden pocket, then pulling out another to take its place. This one had a broad grin on it."Nice! So you can. Accepting. She fits me like a sheath to a sword. Tight but smooth, she’s well lubricated. There is no pretense in her now. She’s as hungry as I for the a****listic release we both desire. Slow and deep I push all of me that I can fit into her tight pussy. I bump up against her cervix and she bucks back into me. Meeting each thrust with more vigor. More demand. She quickens the pace.I rise off her small body and look as I move in and out of her. My glistening cock smells its victory is. I stood up and tried to reposition my now-hard penis so she wouldn't notice it. "For heaven's sake, Trev," she laughed, "Don't be so shy - I've seen your penis hard before." Up we wnet to her bedroom, and she directed me to sit on the bed while she changed. We small-talked as I watched her unbutton her skirt and remove it. "Notice anything different?", she asked. I replied that I didn't recall seeing the long slip she was wearing before. "Yup...it's new as of yesterday - bought it so I could.