He had silver hair, which was complimented by a 'glorious' tan, as my wife once put it. He once chose to sunbathe in his back yard in this blue, speed..., thong effort. Me and my wife had heard him shuffling over to his lounger on the patio, in his flip flops. He proceeded to relieve himself of the dressing gown he was also wearing and, to my horror, we were treated to his slightly sagging behind, who's modesty was only shaded by what looked like blue dental floss. Awkwardly, he crouched onto the. Wearing pants would be acceptable on thecoldest winter days, but for fall, or when visiting those of mycustomers where it was obvious that the women employees usually woreskirts, I'd need to come up with some option.One answer was to try stockings so I tried thigh high stay-ups. Thetrouble was that they didn't, particularly well, and either itched orpinched my thighs. I discussed it with Denise and she gave me a wrysmile. "Well, you could wear stockings in a smoother, not so stretchynylon, and. I started to taste her cunt like a hungry man who was starved for years. I started licking it with all on it without any restriction from her. Beside she is very much responding to my moves. She gave up everything to me. I entered her cunt deeply with my tongue and licked every part of the most sweetest part her body. At that movement I thought it was the most sweetest thing I ever tasted in my life. My mom will full co-operation moving her cunt more towards me and even enjoyed the pleasure for. ..Beth:It all seemed like great fun and an incredible joke to play on my sisters that morning, but as we approached my house, I began to have misgivings over the whole 'naked slave on a leash entrance' thing. The problem was -- and Frieda, being Frieda, had probably planned it that way, knowing I would come down with cold feet at the last minute -- we had no clothes! I had no choice, unless I could talk Jack into retrieving our stuff from the store -- and I knew better than to try. As we pulled.