Jessie noticed something else in the bag. It was another stretchy thing.They looked like a white pair of pants for a midget, only there where noopenin...s for the legs to slip through. "Those are tights Jessie. The kind you see wrestlers wear...I thoughtyou might want to have the whole outfit, so I splurged and got youthem," his mom offered."Cool! Why don't they have openings in the bottom of the legs though?" That's the way they are designed. You don't notice it with wrestlerscause they usually. She couldn’t help but notice the bulges in their crotches. Tina smiled noticing the two looking at her revealing breasts and the shortness of her hem. She sat closest to the men and crossed her legs, the split of the side hem falling to the sides. Tina took Dan’s hand and briefly holding it placed the palm high on her leg.She took a sip of her drink and had to uncross her legs and lean forward to place it on the table. Her tits strained at the material, almost slipping into view. The hem. He ran his hand down my hair and kissed my cheek."Don't be too grateful, you might change your mind later on." No, I won't."I looked into his eyes."Can we start now?" No," He told me, "We start tomorrow. I'm going out in the morning and you are not coming with me, I have to get some things and you are not allowed to know what they are yet. You're not fit to kneel at my feet until I have made you my servant and I'll be doing that tomorrow, after dark, in the attic."I felt an apprehensive thrill. They had tried doggy style before, but the difference in size and weight made it a hard task. So they had come up with their own position. Botched Job sat before Grox on his knees, his legs resting under those of his partner, facing the other side, with Grox still laying on his back. Botched Job held both his hands behind him and Grox grabbed them with one hand as one would pull on the reins of a horse. The perspective made him grunt of pleasure and again Grox drilled his big dick deep inside.