You know, frigging each other, is what he called it.”“You watched them?”“Yes, wouldn’t you watch if you could and not be seen?”“I reckon... I would’ve.”“I reckon, I want to sit on your belly and pretend we’re frigging, Ezra Crow. Will you let me?” she asked, mocking him, laughing as Ezra moaned while she ran her open hand across his belly.“Can I, Ezra?” she teased.“Sam you need to stop.”“Ezra, we’re not through yet,” Samantha said.“Sam?”“Yes, Ezra. Whatever it is, YES, YES, YES.”“Sam, uh, you. 'At last,' he thought. 'Cclothing that makessense!' He was to be sorely disappointed.Sandi helped him find several pairs of ladies jeans in his size andinsisted that he tries each pair on for fit. The first thing he noticedwas how differently they fit from his male jeans. They were pleasantlysnug in the waist and butt but overly tight in the crotch especiallyafter his wife pulled them up to his new waist. This put an extra strainon his hidden genitals. He told her of his discomfort."They fit. My penis lost its tumescence and slithered out like a fat worm backing out of its lair.Then she laughed. "I knew if I could have you catch me in the altogether, that you couldn't resist me seducing you." Well," I retorted, defending my honor, or what little shred was left of that excuse for not giving into my base incestuous lust long held in check, "you aren't actually completely undressed, you have stockings and boots on." True, and my necklace as well." She held up her lucky charm for us. Christian called to me mocking Juan asking me to “suck him off”. Juan was now cuming in front of all of us, I watched as the head of his penis became even bigger and white liquid began to spill out on to the ground around him. After he finished cuming he called to me to asking “ Do you have a towel or something to clean up with?”. I tossed him my towel and he wiped the head of his shrinking cock and cleaned off his left hand. His penis now fully flaccid he lay down in the grass a few feet from.