En la carretera mostrando tanga
i no longer cared about trying to explain tanga tan lines on my ass.
how the hell could i ever explain the bikini tan lines on my chest if anyone ever saw them?
i put on my wife's bikini bottoms after i tucked my hard-on back between my legs otherwise it would have stuck out the top. the bottoms were not very big and when i looked at my ass in the mirror i saw the tanga cut left half my ass exposed. these tanga cut bikini bottoms were going to give me a very feminine tan line that i couldn't explain if anyone ever saw it. a tan line from a thong bottom would have been a lot easier to explain.
natasha undid the zip and slowly stepped out of the dress. my cock was pulsating like mad inside my boxers. she looked me straight in the eyes as she put her thumbs inside on each side, held it for a few seconds before slowly pulling the tanga down, then stepping out of her high heeled sandals.
i desperately wanted her to touch me in the place where i was already hot and wet, so i nodded. i was left in a demi bra, tanga and camisole, all the same shade of pink lace.