My friend. ***** Alexus - My mind is racing as I am bound to Teresa. I cannot imagine what you have in mind for us. You leave us after the plugs are p...aced, with instructions for me to drink the water. I feel her tremble against me. I wish I could comfort her, or at least make her feel less afraid, but I feel the terror building in me as well. The water spout in my mouth continually flows unless my tongue is on it, holding it closed. I wrack my brain trying to think why you might be doing this,. Mercifully, he was right. It was a slow, steady old guy trickle that didn't last too long, & I found myself enjoying the warm, bitter drink. When it ended, he relaxed his grip. I pulled back to catch my breath & looked up to see him smiling behind that great hairy belly. That had been a first for me, & I felt proud. I was a policeman's toilet boy!The knocking on the door startled both of us. "Everything OK in there, Junior?" asked a deputy. "Everything's fine, Kyle, this boy just needs some. Her thighs were trim and tone and thinned toward the crease of her hips. Being the fittest part of her body, her legs gave the appearance of her being taller than she was. As she began removing her shirt and bra, she looked at her tits in the mirror. Again, just like her sister, the areas around her dark pink nipples were creamy white. She reached up to grab them and noticed their heavy weight. More significant than her standard size from breastfeeding her youngest, they remained surprisingly. You did have the old ladies that wore their reinforced toes proudly, but I didn't like those.So I was a good looking, popular, jocky k**. But with a major pantyhose fetish that I felt I had to hide. That led to some crazy times when I was either a) home alone, or b) babysitting or something where I had access to the lady of the houses' pantyhose drawer. So that's my backstory and now I want to talk about the beginning; all the way back to my c***dhood. Then I'm going to put some pantyhose on.