What is the problem?’ he replied. Thinking carefully I realised that I was in an area where no-one knew me and thought ‘What the fuck’ ‘OK! yo...’re on’. I said ‘Let’s go pantyhose running’ He grinned and grabbed his car keys. ‘Follow me, ‘ he said. ‘Oh, take this ‘BUM Bag’ and fasten it round your waist sweetie’ We left my flat with me very conscious of my leg attire but marvelling in Elliot’s brazen strides showing off his 10 denier nearly black smooth legs under his jogging shorts. Running. His cock was beautiful flawlessness in Lisisa's eyes. It reached so far inside her without pain, far enough inside her to touch places she never thought would be touched, and it was thick enough to stretch her almost to the point of pain. Just before she got near that imaginary line however, the pleasure his cock caused when it was seated fully inside her, made ripples of overwhelming gratification begin coursing through her.Slowly Lisisa lifted her quivering hips from atop his head, his hands. She wants to do it again and I’m quite happy to oblige. I told her to arrange it with you.”“She was very nervous about something. Does she have a really perverted kink?”“What happens in the Cleaning Manager’s office stays in the Cleaning Manager’s office.”“I’ll find out eventually, one way or another,” she pouted.“If Penelope chooses to tell you what happened, that’s her choice.”Then dinner was ready: roast chicken and vegetables. It was delicious; Claire was a fine cook. And the prosecco went. Taking her time, she slid it up inside of her, bending awkwardly as she reached back between her legs to guide it in. It was not quite as big as the largest one Maeson liked to use, so it was surprisingly easy and quick to get in. Standing back up, she felt the familiar sensation of fullness, combined with a bit of transferred tightness in her sex. Moving to stand in front of the mirror, she looked at herself for a moment, her face flushed a bit from her exertion. Looking thoughtful, she.