The ones I wore last time were yoursister's. I gave them back to you, Miss, after you had punished me. Youremember?" Yes, I know you did," she replied... "you had to - they weren't yours,were they? You had to return them, not that my sister would ever wearthem again after you'd worn them. But you must have some lingerie of yourown. And, if not, what has stopped you buying some?I hesitated before replying, wondering where the conversation was going."I used to have a few items, Miss," I explained,. I had given the Cabby a healthy tip but he had accepted the gratuity without comment as if it were his due. Screw you buddy! I thought. It's guys like you that stop regular folks from even wanting to leave a tip.I stuck my key into my apartment door's lock and turned. It didn't budge. I tried again. Same result. I pulled the key out and then jammed it back in turning harder this time. Nothing. I wiggled the key while keeping pressure on it.Suddenly the door was yanked open ripping the key out. In a five minutes time I am on the top of hill and I warn her that I am going to come she reply by her hand come on flow it in her mouth so I explode the cum in her mouth, she drink it all not a single drop wasted and my tool now in limp condition. I am also exhausting so we decided lets relax for some time and I ask her to went to bathroom, we went to bathroom and I start the shower and we sleeping below the shower, the cold water flowing over the body and we relaxing by closing eye and. I know a t-shirt isn't all that elegant, I would actually rather wear a blouse or something even more sexy, like a corset, but they like the t-shirt. It is a reminder of the generation gap between us and she says it's elegant in all its simplicity. The t-shirt is pink and plain and it lands on a chair in the corner of the room as I throw it away.Now my torso is bare and I cross my arms in front of me, laying my hands on my shoulders and start to move again in accordance with the music. Slowly I.