.Thinking of the total agony and sleepless nights from being to warm inthe nylon hose,,always these damn pantyhose, I was to wear them 24/7now,only ex...eption was in the shower.Thinking of what a na?ve idiot I was, when I posted an add about mewanting some one to dominate and control me online,, thinking with mydick.. She answered my add ensuring me over webcam that she would nottake my money and being all innocent and sweet, after a couple of camsessions with me wanking of on my knees, she. This was new. I felt my body immediately respond to Miles’ firm grasp, I kissed him back, not aggressively, but I did not push him away. Clearly taking my kiss as an invitation to go further, I felt his rough hands slip under the thin strip of fabric between my ass cheeks, traveling under my thong to my moistening slit. Whimpering helplessly as his tongue explored my mouth, I let Miles’ rigid fingers pry apart my pussy lips. My virgin cunt had never had a finger inside of it, not even my. Her appreciation for her own body and its capabilities was growing every second, and this appreciation thrilled and excited her. Her body's natural talents were unfolding, with energy slipping into every crack and crevice, permeating every cell and every pore.Her ability to see was widening; aspects of her body's needs that had always felt vague were coming into sharp focus. And yes, there were repercussions stemming from the increase in her perceptions and abilities. Choices had already been. We were simply ‘wholesalers of illicit commodities’. Granted, it doesn’t look that hot on a resume, but it sounds much better than ‘dope pusher’. It’s a matter of perspective. Marijuana wholesaling wasn’t an easy occupation. Sure, it had its perks, such as more or less working your own hours, and of course, there was a tendency to always have some reefer on hand, which was a luxury most people didn’t have. It also seemed like there were more than a few beautiful women drawn to the ‘outlaw’.