James was prepared to give up whenhe felt something snaking around his ankle.James looked down and saw a sweater's sleeve wrapped around his ankle."Mu...t've gotten caught in it after the doors slammed..." James remarkedand bent down to untangle it, but it wouldn't budge. He shook his legaround, but to no avail.James's head snapped to his other leg when he felt the same feeling,finding a pair of pantyhose wrapped around that leg. James started torun away, but felt his ankles being constricted,. She looked at me and said "DAMN YOU TASTE SO GOOD" Then she looked at me and said "I WANT YOU TO TASTE MY PUSSY WOULD YOU LIKE TO TASTE MY PUSSY" As she fell back onto the bed while spreading her legs. I looked down at all her dark and gray hair on her pussy. I fell to my knees and leaned in as she spread her pussy wide for me. I started licking her clit and then dart my tongue in and out of her pussy. I heard her "OH THATS A GOOD BOY EAT YOUR GRANNIES PUSSY OH YEA TONGUE FUCK IT BABY" I. Like I said, I loved my body. I was pretty, I knew that, I also knew that my body had a power, a power over boys, boys and men.My mom let me pick out most of the clothes I bought and they were often chosen to show off my body. By the time I was twelve, my bra size was 34-C, the most endowed in the sixth grade, for sure.I had a closet full of very short skirts, blouses that I could wear buttoned to the height I wanted, often changing the number of buttons after I left the house. And bras, well,. There was so much testosterone in there! My arrival seemed to cause quite a stir. As I walked in, this one guy at a water fountain just looked at me and his brain must have just gone to mush. I guess he forgot that his hand was on the tap and the water started to run over the cup. Another guy almost dropped a weight on his toes. I know I was in my tightest, red lycra leotard but it was like they had never seen a woman before! Maybe it was the way the back didn’t quite cover my bum cheeks and.