Slipping into my mothers bedroom with the idea of taking a pr of her pants to wear I came across her suspender belt and black stockings plus a pr of r...d very shiny knee boots she had worn for a 60s night out with the girls, slipping this into a bag I trotted off next door. Mr Tremain seemed glad to see me and led me straight to his bedroom, opening his wardrobe I got the surprise of my life as there must have been about twenty ladies macs from see throw to black leather, he just said pick. Anytime he was in town, Roy spent time teaching me all he knew about leadership and decision-making. Much of what he said was invaluable and influences me today.But the more time I spent with Roy Paxton, the less I liked him. I did not like the way he treated his subordinates, especially women. There were several times I had to step up for my girls, Roberta and Rose, or he would have abused his power over them.And it wasn't just employees he abused, but all women. I once saw him drug a state. His nostrils filled with Karen’s cunty fragrance and there was no doubt that his sister was moist with her secreted juices. Karen used her free hand to part her tender pussy lips, exposing her prominent reddish nub. With her other hand, she began to work and push her panties inside her tight hole. Inch by inch her mauve panties disappeared into her cunt until only a small swatch remained visible between her inner folds.She pulled her clitty hood back harshly, her fingers swirling furiously over. I positioned it at the entrance to my pussy and very slowly began to sit down on him. As the head of his cock entered me Jeremy sucked in his breath and tried to lift up his hips to drive deeper into me. “No Honey. Let me do this”. I then proceeded to lower myself on him so he slid in a few inches and then rose back up until he almost fell out of me. I repeated this over and over for several minutes. Jeremy just laid there with his eyes closed enjoying the sensations running up and down his.