Moaning and sore-muscled, she bent over and grabbed the shirt. As she slipped her arms through the sleeves, she staggered out the bedroom. Having been...fucked by Laddie had unleashed the full fury of her passion-she wanted more. She knew where to get it.Outside on the porch, her shirt open, her jeans not yet snapped, but clinging to the swell of her hips, she looked around. There was still plenty of time before her father came home. In her exuberance, she stumbled down the stairs, heading for. It was getting late as well. I checked the time. 3 am.“I think we should go to bed now. We need to wake up within the next 4 hours. And a good sleep will ensure a beautiful face tomorrow,” I said. Amy was reluctant. She sat me down again and lay down on the couch with her head in my lap.“I guess I never thanked you enough, Jess. No one has taken care of me like you have,” Amy sighed. I guess it was the wine speaking. “Well, others would have taken care of ya had ya given them a chance lol. Ya. When he got to the stables, he saw her bent over in her high heels checking the horse’s shoe. He mentioned it was a lovely sight and her legs looked fab. He then asked was it true she always went commando and she laughed saying one day you might find out. Suddenly he came up behind her, put his arms around her and kissed the back of her neck then dragged her over to a bale of hay when she didn't fight his advances, suddenly he hitched her skirt right up over her hips, bent down on his knees and. K", this obviously sounded like I used them for masturbating, I tried to think quickly and just bluttered out " I like to wear them under my trousers when it's cold but have had difficulty lately putting them on".Then I was surprised by her answer" if you'd like I could help you" I went silent but then I really wanted to wear some tights it had been months since I'd indulged in some nylon, so I said " are you sure, you won't tell anyone I wear ladies tights will you"?Your not the first there.