Christine reached back and started to hike my dress up...thethigh high black stockings contrasted provocatively with my creamysmooth alabaster upper t...ighs. She pointed out the obvious as she rolledthe leg of one of the thigh highs down to my ankle: "Look Milan howsmooth she keeps her legs...she ran a fingernail down the inside of myleg which left a light red trail line. Soon she won't have to shavenearly so much...once she starts getting pumped full of female hormonesher skin is going to. That she's thinking about your reactions is a good sign."We agreed, and then I had to leave, telling them, "I've got a hot date with a test tube."Julia and Ava laughed, but Carol looked puzzled.I quickly explained my preference for going bareback with D-Cup, asking Carol, "Is that okay with you?" You can make her pregnant if you want. You're our Lord." There was nothing particularly significant in Carol answering that way. It gives her pleasure to make dramatic references to my being their. ‘Yes, you are. But I’m not going to argue with you, are you ready for the midterm?’ Shane asked. ‘Yeah, but I don’t think Stella is,’ Ayla answered, glancing over at her classmate. ‘Ayla, can I sit next to you today?’ Stella asked. ‘Um, sorry Stel, but Shane is sitting here,’ Ayla told Stella. ‘He can sit behind you today. Unless you’re worried about him passing,’ Stella whined. ‘Take your seats everyone,’ the professor said as he walked in. ‘Stella, that means you too,’ he added. With a pout,. My rubber skirt hiked around my waist, I looked over my 38DD tits at my wife. "Not quite yet, my darling. Soon."She looked up at me. "Please?" I know, you really want to eat me. To taste my nectar again. You'd do anything to, would you?" Yes, please let me." She was going to beg me if I let her say anything else. I didn't want her to beg. I wanted her to have this 'gift'.I slid forward and she buried her face into me. I could feel her tongue, what I so fondly remembered that once wrapped around.