After rubbing it all over my legs and my pits, I noticed the panties she had set out for me to wear - a red satin thong. "Come on - do I have to wear ...a thong? Can't I just wear a regular pair of panties?" I hate to break the news to you, Scott, but a thong is a pair of my regular panties. I guess I could let you wear a g-string if you would rather have that." Uh - no thanks. I'll wear this. What about everything else? Where's the rest of the clothes?" Just put on the panties and put on the robe. She shuddered slightly, and moved to obey. Judging by her reactions, she'd done well enough, since there was no grimace as she tasted him. He let her lick his length, then pushed her back and sent her on her way. He'd said nothing about clothing, and she wisely assumed that meant she wasn't allowed any. Shuddering again, she went to the door, and left the suite.Steve turned to his wives, who'd watched the entire production in silence and said, "I promised her I'd take her cherry when she got. So, I encourage him to “make” me wear revealing tops.He also has forbidden me from wearing any panties. About the time when thong panties first became popular is when he started controlling my clothing choices. He had me wear thong panties and get rid of all my others. I didn’t mind because the thong fabric was stretchy and comfy. I loved the way they snuggled up next to my pussy lips. When I walked, they would just slightly pull against my clit, giving me a tiny bit of stimulation. . I felt she was murmuring my name I turned around and asked her what the problem was she said that she wanted to feed the babie but was not comfortable hence would I shift on the outer side of the berth I had to do it as we were friends now and she was alone so I did it and went to sleep with my back facing her. Soon she went to sleep ad so did I. it was around 2 when the bus took a halt at a Dhaba and everyone went out to refresh that was when she told me she wanted to do pee and would I.