" And?"She was kinda tall for a girl, maybe 5' 7" and thin as a rail, except for a nicely developing pair of tits that pointed out at me like soft, fi...m spikes through her halter-top. She was also sporting a pair of cut-off denim shorts that rode high along her thighs and fit very snugly over a slowly budding ass." Sounds like prime jailbait to me."He laughed. "Yeah, I guess so, but she sure made my dong clang." So?" I said goading him on. I turned to Velvet and Sammy and said, "Hey, I like to. She- Tell me now or else I’ll not talk to you again.Me- I’ll tell you but you shouldn’t get angry and be the same like now..She- okMe- I really miss..miss your thighs which I liked the most in your body..She- wtf I never thought your like this, your sick don’t talk to me again..Me- that’s why I didn’t tell you pls talk to me I’ll not see your legs or thighs again..She- You can’t as I’ll not be wearing the uniform again with a wink..Me- oh yeah..sad face.We left it here things went normal..We. “And some of those pale, scabby limbs need all the help they can get,” her friend replied, gushing on Bethany’s every word.“Now that Kate Middleton and Meghan Markle have made pantyhose and sheer tights popular again; the trend towards ladies wearing sheer hose seems to be on the up,” Bethany sniffed and sipped her wine.“I apply the ‘Three B’ rule. The only time I don’t wear nylons is at the beach, in the bath or in bed. Though there a quite a few times I do wear them to bed,” mother patted her. ”I sat up, Cierra's left leg d****d at an angle across my thighs, her right leg pinned behind me as I collapsed against the back of the couch. From where I was sitting, I could see a steady stream of my cum flowing from her still-gaping pussy hole.It took a few minutes, but we pulled ourselves together and caught our breath. Cierra looked up at me, her long, silky black hair plastered to her forehead, her skin glowing in the dim light of the television.“Wow,” she said, grinning. “I never.