" Our mother calmly replied.Both Sandy and I just stood there with our jaws scraping the floor. I don't know what Sandy expected, but when I heard her...telling Mom what happened in my room, I had been sure that the least I could expect was to be tossed out on my ear. More likely the police called and be thrown in jail for attempted rape. But this, calm acceptance. It didn't make sense."Well Sandy, what did you expect. You belong to Bobby now, but don't worry he has always taken good care of his. We stayed very still; hidden from view in the dark of the porch. The two people on the street were well illuminated; in silhouette from the lights down toward the main road, and also from the street lights further up our street. I could clearly see the woman pull her skirt up and remove her panties; she half-squatted down, and started pissing.“Oh, god, that feels so fucking good,” she exclaimed. “I could never have held all that in.”Her companion had unzipped his jeans, and started pissing. His tongue snaked out and found her clit and he started there, giving her teasing little licks. She obviously wanted more, as she ground her pussy on to his face. He started to fuck her hole with his tongue and tasted both of them in doing so . She leaned over and took his now wilted dick into her hands and stroked it until it started to twitch with life again. She bent over and took him into her mouth and started to suck. She worked him, hand and mouth, until he is roaring with. "But what underclothes do I wear with it?" she asked Liz."Yes, that is sometimes a problem with these garments," Liz said thoughtfully, "you can't wear stockings because they don't look right with the suspender buttons showing through and tights are awkward to get off when you need to go to the toilet. Hold-up stockings or knee highs are the best and I can guess what you'll say already. I didn't bring any but I expect Kate used them on occasion, why don't you go and look."Deedi found some grey.