Ialso discovered what it felt like to wear stockings. How the suspenderstugged on the stockings with each step. And how cool and soft myknickers felt ...s the silky material slid on the cheeks of my bottom, andgently supported my male bits. This was a totally new sensation. Idecided I would never wear tights again!Audrey looked at her watch. It was 11.30. How time flies when you'rehaving fun! "I think it's time to go and have a sit down," she said. Aswe left the dress shop I had thought we would. I resisted for now the once pleasant thoughts of destroying her will and making a toy of her flesh, as I had originally intended. There was much more that her mind, enthralled to my will could tell me, but for now I didn't have to stomach to endure that course of action. Her soul would be an evil cesspit, of that I was certain. Already I was tempted to just simply cut her throat and be rid of her ... I would be doing all of humanity a favor, but I needed to make one or two last inquiries. My new husband, Paul, is the same age as me, twenty-three. My parents loved him. He is a southern boy from a town on the other side of the state. But we had the same basic upbringing and the same values.Paul was very smart and very good looking. He was not a jock by any means. That was okay with me. I wasn't fond of jocks. He was five foot ten, slender, not muscular but quite fit. He had a smile that could melt glass and a warm personality. Everyone loved Paul and I was proud that he was my. You must not mind this too much." Frank stepped forward and lined himself up with her brown opening. His white cock slid in with no resistance but she was still nice and tight around him. He held her hips and slammed deep and hard into her opening. The thickness of his manhood felt just right inside Brooke's cunt and she started getting into it and thrusting back at him. He lasted about another three minutes before he started to groan. He pulled out. "Turn around quick." She spun around.