As soon as Berenice joined the chorus, I fell to my knees. Such a melodic trill came from her, it ripped into my mind. My body responded. Every nerve ...tingled. She looked at me and beamed."Now you, Donjeta, sing for me."I couldn't. My mind reeled. I grabbed her around the waist and pressed my face between her legs. I pushed up her gown, exposing her. I began to kiss and suck."Oh Donjeta."I knew it would hit her fast. With all the music swirling around, and with her bloodlust up, she couldn't. ' And the dress rose higher. Exposing a white cotton panty with little blue butterflies, stretched across an ass he couldn't wait to get his hands on. Gave action to thought then and left the soaked panty-slit for a minute; to stroke and rub higher. To softly rub Lynda's ass-cheeks through the soft fabric, and when she gave a small sigh, slide his hand beneath the fabric and gently knead what he really wanted to plunder.And then: 'Lynda?''Mmmmhh?''Will you take off your panties for me? And lie. We’d all been busy at work and it had meant some weekend work for me in the office. I like to cycle a lot and had cycled the 15k in from the house that day. Cycling was serious for me, the light weight bike and all the lycra. I am a bit of an exhibitionist and love the lycra being really tight and showing of my cock and balls. If women (and men) want to look, then so be it, I don’t care. I’m proud of my 4 inches when soft and my big balls. The big soft cock makes a fine outline in the lycra. Carl knew he had to walk her, but that could wait afew minutes. Instead he walked straight to the bathroom. On the way, hesaw on the mantle a wedding picture of him and his father. In thepicture, Carl was wearing a wedding dress and smiling. He was holdingthe bouquet and his father was dressed in a tux with his arm aroundCarl's shoulders. There were several other pictures of the family on themantle. In any picture that should contain his mother, he saw himself inher clothes posing.