Anyway It didn't feel right me wearing mums tights , and I didn't want to chance staining or being accused of stealing them and even worse if I ruined...a pair, one tiny snag and a whole leg would ladder, which she never seemed to do, her nylon was always in perfect condition.So frustratingly I spent months waiting for an opportunity to arise to aquire some tights and then I had a "EUREKA" moment, my mum would send me down the shops for the daily grocerys, this embarrassingly included her lady. When she had gone out to start packing a lunch I found her othe G-string and tiny top and put it in my backpack. I had plans, lol.We arrived at the pull off where we park and carried our cooler, chairs, umbrella and bags the 150 yards over the dunes to the nearly deserted beach. I planted the umbrella while the girls spread our blanket and set up the chairs. Opening the cooler I poured each one a rum runner and grabbed myself a beer. Sarah’s parents would kill me if they knew I was letting her. A woman got out of the car in front of me , smiled, shook my hand and introduced herself. I was being shown the house by Maggie, a local real estate broker. Maggie was average height, with a full, rubenesque figure. And had shoulder length, bright red hair. She was wearing a white blouse, buttoned almost to her neck, a black , knee length skirt, and a matching blazer. Very professional, but very personable at the same time. Maggie unlocked the front door, and, gentleman that I am, I let her in. Yene indru, yaudhana thunnena shiparasu maad thea yene. (You know our hubbies capabilities and how can u ask like that to your close friend.She joked, ok, let us find some new common cock which will make our busts large and let us have competition to see , who will have the largest one. What Indru will you recommend any cock?)Indra shot back, Yene naanenu thale hidaklla,alla, ninna snehithe ashteh.Nang goette, neeneke nanna kaal aelitha idhiya antha .Naanenu naanagi hoglilla , aounu.