They were really tight in a stretch grey fabric that emphasised her long toned legs and tight bottom.“Ahh, panty line!” shouted Charlie, pointing ...t the offending ridge in the cloth.Aimee just laughed and pulled the leggings off again, and then slipped her pink thong off.“It’s a sleepover. Who needs panties?”Meanwhile, Lisa had slipped into a pair of knitted thigh highs and shed her thong. These two fair skinned beauties totally comfortable with their nudity.“Sexy or what?” Lisa asked.Charlie. There is no such thing as an aphrodisiac that will make women fall into your bed, but as to men - well - that's another story, Deary, isn't it." As she spoke, I could hear Melissa doing something behind me, but couldn't quite place the sound. It sounded almost like plastic being snapped together. Then I felt something cold and slippery in the crack of my ass. It suddenly hit me: she had put a generous dollop of KY or some other lubricant on her hand, and was slowly working it around and into my. " Don't leave me here, please," she cried, grabbing my arm. Working together, we got the dead man in dark clothes into the carriage and covered his body with a blanket. Then I hauled the driver down to my shoulder and stuffed him onto the carriage, his limp head lolling. I led the woman back to my wagon, helped her up to the driver's seat beside me, stroking her firm leg as I did, got the mule's attention and we eased up the road. By the time we got back to the scene of the attack, crows were. My body leaned hers up against the giant glass window and sunk my head in between her heaving breasts. I parted her thighs and lifted her up, letting my fingers go deep into her ocean. Her body hopped up and down as my fingers fucked her, crazy wild. I pushed her harder as I flicked her bean, ensuring her pleasure was of nothing less than what she gave me. As her body shook with the orgasm, she fell onto my thigh and finished herself off tribbing on it.We took another few sips of the vodka.