Laurel smiled "porridge is porridge it doesn't matter what pot it comes out of." Laurel was soon eating her breakfast and sipping her coffee listening...to the cook humming as she worked around the kitchen.Laurel left the house and went exploring, she had a wonderful time in the park watching the people stroll by, she listened to the vendors hawking their wares, the fruit sellers and flowers sellers calling out what they had for sale. Turning the corner Laurel stopped seeing some fiddlers coming. There's one at the front and one at the back.’ Rick found the clip and saw how the little button fitted behind the stocking top and into the clip. His hands were shaking so much he found the first one difficult but the second one much easier. All the time Chris was cooing encouragement to him from above. ‘That's lovely, Rikkie, we’ll have to get you some of these for yourself. Now, do the other leg.’Rick repeated the process with the other leg and soon enough Chris had both stockings attached. His hands brushed up my stomach and chest until he roughly held my breasts. My hips arched up under him and he just laughed. “You just love it rough don’t you?” I couldn’t do anything more than nod. I could see from the wicked gleam in his eyes he had some ideas about that. Who was he? I wondered. Then he pressed his hard jean-encased bulge against me and I wondered nothing. All thoughts fled my mind as I felt that hard cock press against me.Pinching my nipples, he shook his head at me as my. I'm latino, cute and slim, with a voluptuous ass/body so I knew he would look and like what he saw. God blessed me with the an ass made for a bitch, so I walked past him provocatively and left the door open, in plain view of me showering hoping he would get horny and imagine himself fucking me. I hoped I had tempted him enough and he would want to be my daddy.I had a towel wrapped around me tight and made sure my ass was sticking out before I came out of the shower. I saw him secretly looking,.