Curiosity got the better of me and I found myself heart racing a bit taking a closer look! I opened the drawer and pulled out a sheer nylon pair of wh...ite panties with a very delicate white lace edging. They were of a bikini style but absolutely huge 4 or 5x. I have to say at this point my lady friend is quite a large lady and though she has a lovely personality she has let herself go in her 40s.These Panties were by far the best in the drawer though there were some other pastel shades of blues,. Sarah looked at her mother, angrily. I sighed and turned to Claire.“I’m sure you’re an amazing woman, but I’m just not interested in dating or companionship. I really like my freedom,” I smiled. “It’s just who I am.”“Samuel!” Ava fumed. “You have to start dating again. How long will you be hung up on me?”“I’m not hung up on you, Ava.” I burst into laughter. “Don’t get me wrong I care about you, but I definitely don’t love you. I love your husband more than I love you. No offense.” I looked at. When his mouth filled he quickly swallowed savoring the bitter taste. He was soaked with her reward. The sweet yet acrid odor filled his nostrils. When she finished he swallowed the last of it. She moved forward and allowed the remnants to drip into his mouth. He saucily extended his tongue and flicked the metal ring. She let out a small gasp. Grabbing his head with both hands she commanded: “Lick.” With that he started covering her pussy with long lingering licks. He thought her heard her let. ”“And the thread?”“Tie some knots in it and they’ll want to undo them. Most of my faerie defenses are based around the idea that they just can’t leave things alone.” He pulled out a small, clear bag with black thread and a pair of needles inside. “We could try and patch your blouse if you want.”She shook her head. They had more important things to do than worry about some holes in her outfit. “Let’s try and get our bearings. Maybe get away from here before those things come back.”He nodded, and.