I nearly choked on my wine as she carefully lowered herself into her seat. It was Stella."Hello everyone," she sighed breathlessly."You haven't met Pe...er and Vanessa," Sir Paul informed his daughter. "Are you all right, darling?"Stella reacted in panic when she saw me but thankfully recovered her composure quickly."The baby just kicked. I'll be fine." When are you due?" Vanessa asked casually, not making the connection between Paul's daughter and the Stella that I'd told her about in. Next the suspender belt. Jane was a largish woman so the belt fitted me nicely. I could hardly wait as I crumpled the first stocking leg up and pushed my toes into them.I eased the nylon up my legs, making sure they were straight andthat I didn't make any runs in them. I stood up to pull the stocking fully on. After some nervous and excited attempts I fumbled the stocking top to the belt. The other leg was soon also dressed and I walked to the chapel mirror to admire myself. I stood there, in. The old lady was angry because Buffy had killed her grandson the night before. It didn’t matter the grandson was a werewolf. Buffy at been at the Bronze when the old hag had walked right into her face and began to scream at her in what sounded like gibberish. It was only after she made some hand motions and spit in Buffy’s face that she began to speak in English. The young slayer had laughed it off but Giles seem to be taking more seriously. Apparently the fashion challenged old bag was. You take a sharp intake of breath but I can see your thighs closing and yet more cum dribbles out of you. A couple more slaps and I tell ypu to pull on the strings – pegs move and your pussy opens up to me. I slide the first four inches in and just hold it there – daring you to push back – for once you don’t and for this you will get a reward.I pull out of you and lie on the floor beckoning you to come and sit on my rampant cock as it stands upright. Your come down with a knee either side of.