No underpants even! Damn!"No underpants? I was frozen. In my mind's eye, I saw her perched on the corner of my desk. I could see her thighs, the soft ...skin, the deep shadows...Jesus! Fifteen years of formal education after high school - hard, competitive work requiring intense concentration... and I was stopped dead in my tracks by... by the image of no underpants. Suddenly I was tense with expectation. Of what, for Christ's sake?"I'm so damn mad at him, I feel like going out and getting drunk.. I understood exposing a certain amount of skin was one among them. So I decided to wear my saree in a slight sexier way only in front of my son. When he was at home, I wear low hips and expose my navel. I purchased a few sexy nighty to seduce him. I also wore my salwars without a dupatta. So that he could see my sexy figure and get tempted. I often managed to touch him here and there, like while talking I used to hold his hands, massage his shoulders, pinch his cheeks etc., I was going on full. "Kelly hadn't known that exactly but he might have figured it out, he did know Andie's age and birthday. He sighed, feeling a bit calmer after a good cry. Then he realized that Richard was still holding him close.And I need a tissue, he thought. But it seemed difficult to move away from the hug, not just physically but emotionally. The bigger boy was comforting in his solidity. And it was very different from being embraced by Barbie. Kelly bit his lip and sniffled."You need a tissue," asked. I want their big pricks ramming up my pussy! I want these horrifying strangers to fuck the hell out of my cunt!And as these embarrassing thoughts burned in her overheated mind, she imagined a real big man-cock drilling into her pussy.Barbara's breath came in shorter gasps as the men forced her to gaze at their rough and ready cocks. Now she was lying practically naked and thoroughly horny, slave to these lust-driven males.She caught her breath in her throat as the two men leaned over her and.