I stood up in front of Mr. Miller and a look of complete surprises came over his face, as I allowed the straps from my nightie to fall from my shoulde...s. Mr. Miller could not believe what he was seeing. Letting my nightie drop to the floor, the only thing left was the sexy black thong that daddy loved. “Aw man I might have been wrong after all.” Mr. Miller said as I saw his cock growing harder and harder. “I told you man my, Christy has the hottest little body, and the best fucking pussy in. Sims, “You’re not old,” hesaid, with genuine sincerity.“You’re eighteen Paul, multiply that by three.”Paul’s mental arithmetic wasn’t too bad, “Fifty-four?”She stepped closer to him, her cleavage little morethan a foot from his face, her skirt brushing hisknees. “Fifty four Paul, just about old enough to beyour grandmother.”Paul put down his empty beer bottle. No beer drinker,he now had a bit of a buzz. He could smell herperfume. His cock burrowed urgently in his boxers andjeans. He badly. . I mean, you should wear what you want..."Jane stopped him in mid sentence by putting a finger on his lips. "Please," she whispered to him, "please. I want this. I need this. I want to wear ... what you find exciting for me to wear. Please." But come on ... I mean, you have no idea what I might choose! I mean," Ted flipped quickly through the pages, "what if I wanted you to wear this?"Ted had flipped to a page showing Jane wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and skimpy satin panties."Then, I. She simplycouldn't tell."Can I help you?" Vicki forced a smile as the man approached the window.The man seemed lost in thought. "Yeah," he said simply. "A friend gaveme a ticket, so I thought I'd spend a little time at your park." Hehanded the pass to Vicki.Vicki groaned inwardly. She'd expected the man to be poor and unable tobuy a pass, or to be put off by the membership requirements. In eithercase, he would have left. But he _did_ have a legitimate pass."Swipe the pass at the gate,.