I decided it was time to go for it and began to squeeze my nylon stocking covered cock. I slowly stroked it up and down through the nylon stocking, a ...arge drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip and left a wet spot on the nylon. Three pairs of lusty eyes watched as I continued to masturbate through the nylon stocking. I could feel that each of them wanted to do something besides just stand there, but didn't know what to do with the others there. I just hoped it would be up to me to break the. I wasreading this one to Bob jr. the other day, it was no_Thidwick_the_Big_Hearted_Moose_ or _The_Lonely_Doll_," he pointed atMissy, "You might be interested in that one." his finger moved down andtapped the table, "Write it down even. Dare Wright was a fascinatingwoman."The sissy was shocked at being included in the conversation at all,"Okay." Anyway, I was reading this book to Bob jr., it was called_If_You_Give_a_Mouse_a_Cookie_. It's about this kid that gives a mousea cookie, then the mouse. ‘Can I help you?’ she asked. ‘I hope so,’ the boy said, nearly whispering. ‘May I come in?’ ‘I’m afraid not. I’m on my way out to work. I haven’t got much time. What can I do for you?’ The boy shifted his weight from foot to foot. He was dressed completely in black- tee shirt, jeans and sneakers – and his hair was such a dark, even black that Susan suspected it was dyed. ‘I haven’t eaten in two days. Please, may I come in?’ Susan felt her frown deepen. The boy didn’t look as though he’d been. Actually I had the deli at the store make them. I hope you like it."After loading the car and putting Paul in the front and Sally in back, they were on their way. An hour into their journey, Paul was getting sleepy so Sally and he changed places. It was dark and Ed turned off the dash-lights when he started the car stereo playing. Somewhere Ed had picked up some tapes of instrumental love songs. He had the volume adjusted so a conversation could be carried on without being drowned out by the.