"It's just that I wanted to see what a boy's dick is like. You know? And Melissa had me all hyped up that I would see Jason's on my date. And then aft...r Jason was such a loser, I didn't even want to see his. But I really wanted to see yours all the time! So it worked out good for me." I giggled and he put his hand on my cheek and pushed me away in that teasing, big-brother way he has."Did I do OK?"He nodded again and grinned into my eyes."Shhhh," he reminded me."Do you really always like it. (hey I was 18). So I'm looking around, and I noticed this INCREDIBLY gorgeous guy staring at me. I mean GORGEOUS. He was about 6'1, VERY well built, with light brown hair, and piercing blue/green eyes. My hair is a little bit longer than the tips of my breasts, and I was glad. I'm a size 32C, and I wasn't used to being checked out, other than by my boyfriend whom I just broke up with. I saw him walking over to me, and I quickly turned the opposite way. I felt a sudden hand on my shoulder. I. “I can show you how it feels better than I can tell you,” I said as I turned slightly so I could get hold of her leg. Moments later, after a squeal of surprise, I had her positioned above me. “This is how it feels,” I said right before running my tongue through her sex the way my wives taught me to do to them. Remia’s moan of pleasure told me she enjoyed it, too.Moments later, she was enthusiastically returning the favor. She came just as I was going to warn her that I was about to cum. The. They had two rowsof metal hooks which had to be lined up exactly to hold it all togetherand at the same time I had to get my boobs into the cupped pockets atthe top. If I didn't then the maddening thing wouldn't come together,though already the pull on my shoulders from their weight was less.At last I managed it and realised that the dangling bits were to holdthe tops of the socks, which weren't, they were stockings, and aftermore fiddling I clipped three onto each top. Once I had pulled on.