At the appointed time, all the students showed up at Convocation Hall, to find two vehicles ready and waiting for them, each towing a trailer. Angelin... would drive the Range Rover, towing a trailer specially kitted out to hold a large reflective telescope. She would be accompanied by Colette and Paul. Jennifer would drive the new students rather than Colette, much to everyone's relief — apparently Colette's lead foot was common knowledge. They had a crew-cab pickup truck towing a small trailer. The sheer nylon was in constant motion. The nylon was rubbing against nylon as well as rubbing against me and my tan khaki pants. I wore a pair of loafers and no socks so I could quickly and easily strip my pantyhose off in the restroom.Once I arrived at the Cinema I immediately headed for the Men’s room. I checked the waste can to see how full it was. It was half-full so I figured it probably wouldn’t be emptied before closing and it would also be easy for me to reach in and grab any pantyhose. He closes his eyes to enjoy the pleasure of her oral teasing when she decides the teasing is done and she plunges him into her mouth. Anders moans in pleasure and opens his eyes. When he looks down he no longer sees blonde hair but the smoky grey hair. He panics and in doing so, thrusts his hips forward, giving the woman a little more than she is expecting and she gags slightly.“Relax,” Janelle says, looking up at him.Anders sees that it is still his wife. What the hell is wrong with me? But. After all, I didn’t get to be Training Director just by fucking Tim Rittenhouse. Although, that certainly helped, Gail inwardly admitted. Jack may have fucked her pussy with Olympian stamina, but Gail was going to fuck with Jack’s mind. And Gail’s cunning brain was an infinitely more powerful organ than Jack’s Herculean dick. By the time Jack arrived for work very early the next morning, as was his norm, the voice mail light on his office phone was already blinking, which was NOT necessarily.