.very cute.” “They are really comfy on my arse too, they don’t ride up, see?” Laura turned again, this time pulling her leggings down to just... below her milky white buttocks. The knickers ending about halfway down her buttocks, framing her arse perfectly. Jacie was enjoying the sight, she wasn’t used to girly things, did not even have any close female friends to speak of. Laura spun round again, throwing the quilt from Jacie’s body. “And what are you wearing?” She asked, eyeing Jacies long. It seems that after their first year of marriage Erin had decided that Sean’s dick was just too small for her to enjoy and she just didn’t want to be bothered with it. Over the next few years sex between them went from sometimes to someday to ‘what, do you think it’s your birthday already?’ He also told my wife that for the past year Erin had kept him locked up in a chastity cage. Nancy said that after she begged him, he let her slip her hand under his shirt, down his belly and into his shorts. She felt unable to move, as trepidation grew within her. “What did he mean to do?” she wondered, her eyes going slightly wide as they fixed on his. He smiled, and pushed her legs even wider apart.His left hand came towards her, the tip of the cane stoking up her inner thigh. “No!” she thought, unable to speak the word. Higher and higher it slowly rose up her leg, before coming to rest, pushing gently against the swollen lips of her pussy. He circled it gently between her lips, parting them,. I’d actually peed myself on the train. I couldn’t believe I had done it, although the evidence was indisputable. I was so horny from having done it that I couldn’t stop my fun just yet.I had my phone with me and I decided to capture my wet crotch for Tammy. “Hey, Tam. Just thought you’d want an update from your dirty little piss whore. I just pissed myself on the train home.” There it was – pictorial evidence - and I felt proud: that strange, arousing kind of way I did when I translated the.