"Stockings. What do you think?"Against my will, I opened my eyes. They were white thigh-high stockings. The kind with elastic with a rubber lining at ...he top so they would stay up on their own."Notice that they're white?" Kathryn asked. "What kind of WOMAN wears WHITE stockings? Any idea?"I shook my head."Women who work for a living. Specifically, WOMEN who work in the SERVICE industry. And so answer me this, would you call doing my housework a SERVICE or a PRODUCT? Which would it be, Paul?". Blowjob, I thought. I’m giving a guy a blowjob.I swallowed some more precum, and reached up with one hand to fondle his balls.“Ohhh, yesss,” Rob said.By this time I had figured out how to relax my throat a little, and I could take him more deeply. I tried going down further on each stroke.My own cock was so hard inside my shorts it hurt. I reached down with one hand and undid the button, but I couldn’t get the zipper down with just one hand. All I could do was shift my cock a little from the. ..told me. He came from behind me, put a little saliva on his dick and with that he threw me two or three bucks in my wet and open vagina and immediately drew it deeply with a sharp move, to the end. I froze, I felt like it touched at the end of my bay and I cried out with pain but also with pleasure. Luckily I was very irritated and wet, because otherwise this big penis so abrupt and so deep inside me could do me harm. I complained to him that he was too big for me and that I was not studying. Whether she had worn that all day at the hospital or changed into it during the past half-hour, she was bound to turn a few heads on the way out of her office. The hospital was a crowded place, full of people who knew Alice.I had a feeling they were going to get a brief look at a New, Improved Alice. The dress wasn't particularly short, but Alice's legs were, indeed, particularly long, and they looked sensational, all the way from the full skirt's hem to the tiled hospital floor.As usual, we.