Jason said on your knees in the couch leaning over the back so he could pound her. As Jason enter the bitch the doorbell rang and #2 and 3 waited my ...smile and invite to enter. Told them to go on in and much to their pleasure Jason was buried deep in sweet Kathy’s cunt. She looked up and let me know that she was ready for what ever I had in store. Number 2, Chuck, moved around to the side of the couch that Kathy was leaning over and pulled out his nice tick tool for her to suck on while. He realized with a start that he was still idly stroking his cock, and was reveling in the touch. He closed his eyes and began to replay the scene that had just happened. He found that the vision of her bending over, stripping her panties down her legs caused an involuntary jump of his penis every time he brought it into mental focus. And the feel of her smooth back, and the sight of her hairless pussy, and her stiff nipples…! His hand had found it’s way into his open fly, and was furiously. My backpack was none too large and I crammed in thepurchases. On returning home I had to press the dress I'd bought,because of creases. I was wearing it now, a summery cotton thing. Itfelt strange to put on a dress that hugged my figure and brushed my legswhen I walked.I was wearing nothing beneath. I'd bought some underwear, and it hadbeen fun to try on a bra and panties, but I preferred the feel of thedress against my skin. I'd spent an indulgent afternoon drifting aroundthe house, reading,. "Odd, I have those dreams now and then, myself. Come along, Miss Kennedy."She followed him, curious just how this was going to work. She balked when he ushered her into a car door. The car was a rather plebian Toyota Camry, and he held the door open for her."I've been told to never get in a car with strange men." Well, I'll admit to being a bit far from the center of the bell curve. Console yourself, Miss Kennedy, with the fact that I am a very singular man, however strange I might be."She.