Now, I can't pretend I had already forgotten what I had just been toldabout never being able to take them off again. I knew I had been told ifI did t...is I would be encasing myself in pantyhose forever. But I wasfeeling disoriented now, like a boxer who had done too many rounds andjust got up from what should have been a knockout punch. I figured Ilooked like a woman from the waist down now anyway so what differencewould it make if I wore pantyhose or not? Or was that the. Knowing that the clients he was going to be meeting with later that morning were going to be pretty stubborn, it seemed very likely he would have to come by again very soon he told her. She beamed. The day went by in a blur. In the meeting he found himself making all sorts of references to setting things up ‘next week.’ The rest of the week seemed to take forever. For the life of him, he just could not discard from his mind, the scent of her strawberry shampoo and the feel of her soft, silken. “Mom, is there such a thing as a pussy-slut?” Tiffany asked.“You can be any kind of slut you want to, Tiffany. But I’m sure we will both become nasty little pussy-sluts together,” her mother told her. “But, right now, mommy wants you to eat her pussy.” Holly pushed her daughter’s head towards her cunt.“I know, I know,” Tiffany smiled, “more licking, less talking!” Tiffany dove into her mother’s wet cunt with enthusiasm. She licked and slurped her mom’s juicy, hairy, cunt until her mother began. . رد عليا وقالى بيوجعك فين وطبعا انا كنت قريت افكاره فرديت عليه فى كسى.. زبرك تخين وكسى مش عارف يتنفس.. قالى عاجبك قلتله اه اوى اوى... قالى مش بتقولى تخين على كسك قلتله انا اصلى ماتناكتش بقالى اكتر من 3 شهور وبينما انا لقيته بيسرع فى حركته وحسيت انه هيجيب فقلتله متجبش فى كس عشان مش عامله حسابى قالى اجيبهم فين قلتله ارفع الجيبه من ورا وهاتهم على طيزى وكسى ويادوب كملت كلمتى وهو رفعلى الجيبه وحسيت بطلقات نار بتخبط فى طيزى وفى كسى ... اااااااااااااااااااااااااى يخربتك خررمت كسى وطيزى. ااااه ايه.