"I smiled and said hello, but inside I was dying. I couldn't stand Jane — she was a round heeled slut - and I got nervous whenever she got near Tess... for fear that her roundheeledness would rub off. Jane's husband Fred was a moron and I had been told by someone that his shoe size (13D) was two points higher than his IQ and I believed it. I once asked Tess what Jane saw in Fred and she told me that it was his cock."His cock and his IQ have something in common. Like his IQ is two points higher. I couldn’t help but mentally compare how small my hubby’s 5-inch erection was compared to this stallion’s manhood. My cunt flooded. I could feel that my knickers were now soaked with my juices. I had always wanted to worship a monster like this. I heard him grunt and his cock twitched. I teased him by pulling away and just tickled his balls very gently. I know he wanted release as he thrust his cock hard against the hole. His heavy balls which had been hanging low in his ball bag were. I lay there and immerse myself in the sent of her sweet smelling pussy that lingered in her sexy little panties. I undress entirely and lay alongside her dirty laundry, as thought of her nude danced in my head.They were a pretty well of family so there carpet was always professionally cleaned and they had heated tile bathroom and shit, so it was super comfortable to lay on the floor nude with all her clothes laying on, and around me.I begin to feel soo horny so i grab a pair of her dirty. The have-nots wear stiff socks that are hand washed every single night in the sink and dried on the oven doors in the morning, the socks lose their elasticity from the washing and linger around the ankles all stretched out leaving cold bare white legs turning blue and big knees. You can spend your days pulling your socks up to your knees but eventually you just forget about them. The blue plaid jumper does not have any fabric left to hem, except for a thread and it just keeps getting shorter.