What does a country girl have a chance at with people like that? She was just a waitress from a backwater town that got lucky enough to bag a rich guy...from New Orleans. They had separate rooms tonight. He, ever the gentleman, said that it wasn’t proper to shack up together, that they must keep up appearances for the sake of her honor. Ha! She was a tart and everyone who knew her knew it to be true. HE even knew it….he knew she was only in love with his money. But he also knew that as long as he. She got to her knees in front of me and grabbed hold of my crotch. I felt her lips wrap around my cock and it was one of the best feelings ever. She was a great cock sucker and knew what she was doing. I grabbed the back of her head and started to fuck her mouth. At first I was gentle, but with some encouragement from Jane, I started to fuck her mouth hard, forcing my cock down her throat and making her gag.Her hands gripped my ass as she looked up at me with a mouth full of cock. Gone was the. As I started my 7th grade year I started to explore my mothers dresser drawers to see what she had. If my teenage sister had stuff I liked my mom had to have even better. I was not disappointed. Since it was the 70's my mom wore a dress, heels and hose to work everyday. What I found was a treasure trove on pantyhose, slips and OMG a very shear pair of fully boarded blue stockings. At the time, garters were still generally part of the girdle so nothing really to hold them up but, I was over. It was almost like a dream and they were both soaking wet. They were clearly enjoying all of this just as much as I was. As I stroked and rubbed their vaginas they both clung to me. I could hear their heavy breathing and deep moans as they wrapped themselves around me.“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Justi said, in a sultry toneThe girls smiled at each other and held hands as they walked towards the bedroom. I followed them after gulping down my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off them as they walked..