I grabbed an old magazine and placed it on the plywood then lay the pantyhose flat while Dad held them in place. I raked the pantyhose several times w...th the fork. In the commercial the newspaper shredded so I made sure to apply enough pressure for the magazine to do the same. The fork made “scratching” sounds on the nylon as I raked the hose and the magazine shredded. When I finished Dad said “Well if they don’t have runs they’ve got to have some holes.” I slipped my hand inside and there were. She began sucking Mark’s cock tenderly, starting with her tongue at the base and moving slowly up its length with delicate kisses, just as Amelia had trained her. She took Mark between her lips and moaned as her nostrils overflowed with his smell and her mouth was filled with hot, throbbing flesh, so much more impressive than the sad sissy clitty now bulging against its enclosure between Gina’s legs.Mark caressed Gina’s shoulders as she dreamily sucked away, her eyes closed and her hands. He hadn't decided on whether he would major in Coaching or in Exercise Science & Sport Administration but there was no need to make a decision for a year or two.When your life falls apart you tend to later go back and look for the one thing that led to various other things that eventually ended in catastrophe. At least I was like that. Which of the many events, the decisions made and not made, the fork in the road taken or not taken, led to a total life change for me? For example, if I had. Jo pulled the panties up along her legs, and slid them off her ankles. She then dropped her legs back onto the bed and slowly parted her knees.Sam stared as her pussy lips were now in full sight. She reached down and slightly parted her pussy lips. The pinkness inside was glistening with her moistness. The aroma of her sex wafted across the bed towards him.“I would like to wank again if you’d let me, your pussy is so hot s*s”.“I thought you’d like to smell my panties” she said, “I don’t think.