"You willneed knickers - control ones are best to keep your unwanted 'bits' undercontrol! Then a firm corset to give you a figure; breast forms; abras...iere; and stockings. Are you a 'stockings' or 'tights' girl by theway?"I said I hadn't really thought about that but, given the age and style ofMummy's dresses, I thought stockings might be more appropriate."I'm so pleased," said Edith. "I always think there is no more feminine asensation than the tug of stockings on their suspenders." I had to. The men became convinced of her Wanton lust and prepared a horse on the pedestal.Velda and Monique sucked the horse hard with their loving mouths. Each of them had had a taste of brute cock up their loins and it inflamed them.They cherished the ebony pecker as if it were a tool of the gods. It was the king of all cocks, a whore's dream, a deadly instrument that could kill.The self-destructiveness the horsecock represented spurred them on to decadent heights. The touch of murder raised the. Tana….. Howa … garam Lund…bhePhunsaaa diya……..aur poray josh say hips ko aghay peechay bhe karnayLaga. Tab wooh boli please tum jaoo main abhi aati hoon thori seHandi reh gai hay … she again said…… main kaheen bhaagi naheen jaRahi ..bus ..thora sa intzar kar lo… main nay kaha …jata hoon per…eik kiss dain gi tu jaoon ga ye sun kar unhoon nay waheen kharayKharay apni gardan (neck) mairi taraf mori aur apnay lips mairayLips key saath chipka diya..mmm….baray naram lips aur gram sanssenTheen.. Thori. ." he said."So we can go home togheter...I got sword club anyway..." I said."So we meet after 3rd class" he said."Tired?" I asked."Yeah... a little..." He said."You can lean over my arm if you want...." I said joking."Nah thanks...I'd like to have my pillow and not some chubby body" He said smirking."Oh...Now I'm fat huh?" I asked."Duh..." he said. I said"Well you gotta prove it to me..." I said poking his chest tickling him."No way! Cut it out!" He said laughing."So...?" I.