Mandy was so good at fingering a guys ass, I knew she must have had a lot of practice. Dan was letting out moans of satisfaction as my cock penetrated...into his anal passage as deep as I could get. Mandy was massaging my prostate and that was all it took for me to shoot my seed into Dan's bowels. As I removed my spent cock, Mandy sucked it clean. I moved and she knelt behind Dan and rimmed his ass with her expert tongue robbing him of the salty mixture I had just deposited. Once she was. And thepanties felt even better ...That night he went to sleep with them still on - and they went with him touniversity the following day as well, so much was he enjoying how theyfelt.He went to a department store to buy another pair of tights and, aftersome reflection, purchased several, in a range of different colours. Hehad a much harder job of matching the panties and left a string ofintrigued shop assistants behind him as he went from store to store. Buthe eventually found what he was. She closed her eyes and reveled for a moment in the blessed relief. She wished she could just climb in. She piled the frozen food in. When she was done, she grabbed a towel from the counter next to her and a handful of ice cubes from the ice box and made herself an impromptu ice pack. She took the ice pack and walked out into the living room and collapsed on the couch. She dabbed the cold on her head and face. It felt so good! The heat of the air was already attacking the ice, and the towel. He just figured she would be there 2 hours early to ensure she didn’t miss her flight. Miss Marshal (Janet to everyone she knew not from work) was at the airport lounge getting a little pre-flight courage. She wasn’t a great flier but she knew with a couple of drinks, she would be okay until the plan took off and she could get a couple more in flight. After finishing the second Long Island Iced Tea she got up and leisurely made her to the gate. She showed up 2 hours early so she had plenty of.