Hang on.’ ‘Don’t bother,’ he whispered, ‘I ain’t going to make it nohow. You take this, an’ what ever else I got. Tell my stable Daddy B...ue ain’t coming back, they belongs to you now.’ And with that he dropped the keys to the Bentley into the man’s hand. ‘Money in the pocket, gold too. Good gold… Take it, take it all. You the only person ever gave a shit.’ His head lolled to the side, and with a final sigh Daddy Blue was no more. The man looked around carefully. No one else seemed to have heard. I had shoulder length medium blonde hair and blue eyes. I had a 38 C chest and a slim figure. But this guy didn't even seem to notice. He was completely ready to get to work when I excused myself to the restroom. I was determined to turn this guys head. I went to my bedroom and removed my bra and kept on my white button down shirt on. I slipped my boy shorts off and slid on a thong under my plad skirt. I came back out and I could feel my nipples pushing against the fabric of my shirt at the. "Gorgeous," he gasped as he lifted one large orb to his lips."Mmmmm," Sandra moaned as she held his head to her now heaving chest. She let him suck one nipple before pulling it away and letting him have the other. At the same time she felt his hand slipping between her legs. She spread them as far as her skirt would allow.Jerome's fingers found her swollen sex and one slipped inside."Oh God baby, let's go to my bedroom." With that Sandra got up and grabbed Jerome's hand to lead him down the. " She said to me,fluttering her eyes at me. I told Mother that she'd asked me to go try ona pair under my trousers and see how much they itched. I argued with herfor a few minutes but she said that boys that danced in the ballet woretights and she was just wondering if they itched on them as much as theyitched on her so 'wouldn't you be a dear and try a little experiment withme?" She promised that she'd tell nobody that I wore a pair of her tightsto see if they itched.I took the tights into the.