I'd seen it on television, I told her.Women's lingerie should be hand washed. Oh, now I'm a women's lingerieexpert, she started to poke fun. And you l...arned all this by watching thetelevision. What kind of television shows was I watching where I'd learnabout hand washing women's lingerie? She asked a good question and I wasn't sure how to respond. Well, I,well, I, ... I don't remember, I said, but it's just common knowledge thata women's lingerie should be hand washed. The washing machine. ” Without waiting for a reply, Alice disappeared off to the phone booth. The other girls insisted she join them. Kimberly was tempted, but all she wanted to do that night was drive home and sleep. * A short while later, Kimberly was driving to Beverly’s house with Alice sitting in the front seat beside her. Alice explained that Beverly had been struggling to scrape together some money to open a store of her own. She had become the queen of the Houston home sales circuit in the process.. She takes a step away from him and bends over, giving Samuel a perfect view of her taut thighs and ass. She moves her hands slowly away from her knee caps to her ass and spreads her cheeks wide, revealing her asshole, glistening with water from the shower she just left.“Well? What the fuck are you waiting for?” she asks teasingly. “Come on and fuck my ass.”Samuel slips from the bed and walks right up behind her. He slides his cock in between her ass cheeks, positioning his glistening cockhead. ” She stood with her hands on her hips, waiting. I obviously wasn’t going to get rid of her easily. “Go on,” she said.I took off my stockings and unzipped the corselette.“Panties too,” Miss Carson ordered “Lay down on your face. I want to see how your backside is after that spanking.” I did as she told me and felt her hands running over my buttocks, feeling where the spanking she had given me had left my skin reddened and sore. “Oh dear,” she said. “That must be painful.”I admit that I found.