I reached over and turned off the TV as I watched my mom and grandmother enter the club for their evening of sexual entertainment. The film was affect...ng my judgement and the more I watched, the more I wanted to engage. “I can’t Anthony and that’s the end of it. No more asking.” I told him as I pulled his head from between my legs, cum dripping from his wet face. I kissed him and licked up some of the juices, then took another drag and went to shower. “Come join me.” I said seductively, as I. Pulling out the draw he looked down at a draw full of unopened pantyhose all in black.Opening the packet he awkwardly walked back to the bed. For the first time ever the feel of his breasts moving as he walked gave him an unusual but peculiar feeling and combined with his bobbing small penis he could not help feeling good about his body. In fact he did not realise that he had also and without a seconds thought rolled his slender fingers into the mesh of his pantyhose and had expertly placed his. He sounded just the same. Maybe they could do this, be friends. Or at least keep in touch. It had been almost six months, after all. Though it could have been six years – more like sixty – and it would still feel like yesterday. She could still feel the pain of saying goodbye to him on the curb in front of her friends’ apartment, of watching him get into the RV and drive away. Of those first several weeks when she still turned to point out something funny or picked up the phone to call him. I have no idea why I said that."I can't do this," Danni said, tersely."Sure you can," I said, easily. "You're the tough guy in the group. You know that, and I know that. You eat guys like me for breakfast." Shut up, Danni," said my sister, and shoved Danni to the edge of the bed. The other girls got up to let her get off the bed."Just stand right here," I said, pulling her away from the bed. I walked around her. I could tell she wanted to cover her breasts, because her hands jerked where they.