That said the night ahead was one that I never thought I would experience. We settled down to some drinks and ordered a few light sandwiches and Frenc... fries. Lady P had started to look at me intensely at first asking me some difficult questions like was I seeing anyone and what I thought about people in the office? "Well I'm in current relationship nothing serious just a bit of dating and fun" I'm also in a relationship, he is nice but there are a few problems"It stayed quiet after that I. Of course, the story had a traveling salesman and a shotgun toting father that gave it all a sense of comedy that offset the erotica that was often raw and right out in the open for everyone to read and see.Then, I came to a story that was about a girl that thought she was a cat and she wanted to dish out her pussy to any boy that showed an interest in lifting her skirt and checking out her assets.I got through that one real easy because it had a minimum amount of sexual content.I read it again. At last Brenda was looking at herself in the mirror wearing beautiful black lingerie with tan, back-seamed stockings. The stockings were very long, coming right to the top of her thighs. The bottom of the bra was low enough that it met the top of garter belt which covered Brenda's waist just over her navel. The front of the belt was about seven inches long and covered Brenda's abdomen to an inch above her cunt. The straps on the garter belt were too long to hold up the stockings. Madam. Tony placed his hands on my tits as I raised myself so that I could sit on his weapon. My breathing became a series of short pants and gasps as more and more cock entered my body. I had to stop at about 7 or 8 inches as I could hardly move. “It’s too big, it’s too big,” I gasped. “No it’s not.” He laughed, “just relax, get your breath back and you’ll be alright.” I sat there my pussy and belly full of his cock, and there was more to come! After a minute or so, I began to slowly ride on his.