Try them on."I looked down at my pink pants holding the green and black strippedsocks. Looks like I have to take my pants off. Next thing I knew I was...wearing thigh high socks with pink pants. Then came a shirt. It was aloose fitting white shirt with the sleeves prerolled. I put it on. Itlooked almost exactly like Jasmin's shirt and except for the buttons itwas.This went on for almost an hour. Soon enough I was standing in themiddle of the living room floor with a pile of clothes around me.. "Does your wife suck you like this?" I asked, allowing his shiny penis to point straight up towards my lips while I stroked him with my hand."No, not even close," he whispered.I fanned my fingers out over the tip, then back down, watching the pulses that made his head swell when I caressed it. It looked to me like a fully inflated water balloon, the skin stretched around the blood that filled it to capacity. A round droplet of precum appeared at the tip. I rubbed around it with my fingers, then. Hanna went to see her, and I retreated to the study. I could not resist one final act. I still had access to Kristin's computer, so I activated its camera. I made sure that the feed was both recorded, and fed live to the friends she had been chatting with, even if she tried to cut the connection. Once rebooted or later tonight whichever would happen first, all the software installed inside her computer would delete and overwrite itself on the disk, so as to be unretrievable. No use of taking. I could feel her stomach muscles getting tensed and her heavy breathing My hand slowly started going down towards her panties and in no time I was rubbing her pussy over her panties. She had her hand back inside my shorts, squeezing my balls. That was it, I turned her around and we hugged while in a seated position, so I could feel her entire body rubbing against mine. In no time we were naked and were in a 69 position eating each other’s private parts out, and all I can say is that Shruti can.