Taking advantage of being in a skirt, I spent timelooking at womenswear and bought several pairs of black stockings, somewith seams (these looked even...naughtier than normal black stockings). Iput a pair of the seamed ones on when I got back home. It was then Irealised how much care was required to get one's seams straight! Obviouslythese were for special occasions. Perhaps one day there would be someone Ineeded to impress...?I spent more time than usual tidying my home. Looking back now, I. My own mum, was one of the stars back then, she had a huge appetite for sex and most of the men would 'Bag Her', just for the sake of saying they did so. She was a typically tall Scandinavian woman, with a great physic, loved being amongst men of all ages, and as I watched her typical greeting, of full mouth on mouth kissing, she would drop her hand and fondle their cocks and testicles, while some of the men would look at me and smile, my own nudity exciting some more than my mothers fondling. With that they each took an arm and helped me to my feet and led me to our room. I was amazed that Kristen was doing this, as I thought for some reason that we would be spending more time as a traditional couple. Still I was one never to look a gift, uhm horse? In the mouth? In our room, Kristen took my coat off and hung it on the rack I had made specifically for my leathers. Maggie was the first one naked and she was freckles from head to toe. Her breasts were small, but firm and her. I sat down and leaned over sliding my hand up my legs from the feet pulling the stockings snug and then adjusted the straps tight. I slid the thong up my legs and over the garter belt straps. This is how I saw the girls in pornos wear them so that’s what I wanted to do, be a porno slut. I reached over and grabbed the heels and slid my foot into one and buckled the thin strap around my ankle. I looked down and admired my leg with a sexy shoe and stocking covering it. I put the other one on and.