Unless you have an objection?” he teased back.“Not at all. I’d never turn down a chance to have you pamper me,” I chuckled.Once he finished wi...h my arms, he drew back so that his lean body was pressed against my own. In this position, he slid his arms beneath my armpits and began to lather up my chest as he held me close. I could feel his own pectoral muscle, nicely defined, yet not overdeveloped, pressing against my back as he continued to wash my chest and down to my abdomen. I began to feel. Especially Mom. I kind of liked it too."Sit on the chair Jamie," Mom instructed. "It's time for your first lesson in putting on pantyhose."Even though I did as I was told my male past began to surface at that point as I wondered how she could be so cheerful about my learning to put on pantyhose. My stomach churned as I watched her.Mom opened a package of sheer light pink pantyhose. With a quick flip of her wrist she shook the silky fabric to unfold it. "First you have to roll the leg up to the. Sharon moaned as the tantalizing tongue traced the thin pink line of her wetly blushing vaginal lips to its little clitoral peak, sending a vibrant tremor over her shameless writhing body. Enchanted, she watched as Myra tenderly, with her thumbs, brushed aside the tiny entanglements of pubic hair and spread apart the tightly clinging cunt lips until her gleaming red clitoris burst into full view. Then, as the ripples of desire grew into seismic waves of rapture, Myra began to lick it. Branth gave him a small nod but Toman ignored them both, biting his lip nervously. The visitor was speaking quietly with Father on the other side of the room. The man, who appeared to be just a little older than Father, no longer had on the armor Branth had mentioned. Instead, he wore clothes nearly as fine as the ones Father wore when they had guests.So, he wasn’t a messenger, then. Corec’s tutors were prone to testing him about anything unusual that happened, so he tried to think of who the.