"At least she has good taste in perfume," she said, looking at the bottles arrayed on the dressing table.Jeff bit off a snarl, and got dressed. Before...he was done, Melanie stood. She never even looked at him while he dressed. "I'm going to go mingle," she said, walking out the door. "Don't be too long."Melanie was a hit with all the men, and she was in her element. Her party persona was bright, cheerful, and flirty. The women, most of whom she put to shame, hated her immediately. The men,. I looked in and saw a scouring pad. It was copper and just like the pads in the kitchen only Dad used this one on the whitewall tires. I removed the pad from the bucket. I was afraid it might cut my skin so I lightly brushed it across the front of my left leg. The pad severely snagged the stocking. Little threads of nylon wafted in the air. I dragged the pad across a second time and the snags were worse and a couple of them broke causing holes. When I pulled on the stocking it ran and shredded.. I had forgetting they was even there because i sent them to myself a few years back to back up her photos. i came across a naughty photo it was a pair of her tits she took on her old phone ages ago they was a lovely pair firm nice big nipple.... that turned me on instantly i was home alone and wanked all over my laptop while me imagining fucking her from that day onwards i would flirt with her, ive seen her get undressed once, i used to go over a see her have a chat and stuff and one day she. He was still here, how did he get in. The doors were locked, I had checked I know I had just before I went to take a bath. I try to get off the bed but Im tied down again my hands are once again bound to the headboard. I hear footsteps coming down the hall towards my bedroom again. He comes through my door, he is tall dark headed smooth shaved he has full lips and wide shoulders with slim hips and a thick long cock sticking strait out from his trimmed groin. He see that Im awake and smiles at.