"Hi, babe," he said and leaned over and kissed my exposed neck.His mouth found mine and we kissed lustfully."Give me your knickers," he whispered.My k...ickers were like a touchstone to me, to surrender them to him meant he was in control of my body for as long as he held them. I reached under my skirt and wriggled them down my thighs and off and handed them to him."Good," he said with a big smile.His lips found mine again and this time his hand moved up my legs and his figures teased my already. It was strongly suggested that they were deficient in noblesse oblige.Worst, Tess was depicted, occasionally, as a snooty rich girl, a dilettante of the links. Sort of a Paris Hilton with tits.Well, this was truly a bum rap. I knew that both these women (despite their leanings toward kinky sex) were solid citizens in every respect. They were kind to animals, contributed to charity, always called their mothers on their birthdays.They were All Americans, the both of them. Well. Kim was maybe. She wanted me to fuck her virgin cunt. I was really pleased to hear this because I had been dreaming of fucking her for the past 2 years.I got my dick near her pussy and pushed slowly. I had problems going in as it was the first time for both of us and her pussy was really very tight. So after trying a lot I managed to get my dick a bit inside her and then with a hard blow I was totally inside her and I could feel her broken hymen. She was in a lot of pain and me too as it was my first. "They won't. The wedding is out of town." But we are going to the hairdresser here - and then? Nails?" Terry almostscreamed the word."Yes Dear," said Terry's mother almost absent-mindedly, "and a little bitof makeup." Reluctantly, Terry went along with the plan. Mother alwaysknew best, always got her way in the end.Back at home, and hour and a half later, Terry's mother laid out theclothes: satin panties, a suspender belt - of all things - white stockingswith lace tops. "Go to the loo, first.