He hated to admit it, but he was enjoying the sensation of the nylon on his legs. Eventually, he had worked the pantyhose all the way up, molding his ...egs in sheer nylon and positioning the panty part comfortably over his backside.She then had him put on a lacy full slip, adjusting the thin spaghetti straps for him. Next came a knee-length, red, jersey wool dress whose neckline was low enough to exhibit his newly "created" breasts. It flowed over his body and required a few adjustments so the. " Call me Phil, George." Thanks." It's a bit of sludgy reading," Joe informed the young man. "Ask any questions." What is it?" Emancipation papers." Already?" And a change of executor," nodded Joe."After we're done here..." began Phil when the phone buzzed. He pushed a button. "Mr. Sloane? Your client is here. He looks a mess." Whatever. The will stipulated..." We have an issue of protecting the client. Now George, like I was saying, after the meeting here, I'll have Joe bring you to the. "I complied, my brain foggy with desire and wine. He tugged me up until I was kneeling on the bed. I felt his weight shift, and suddenly felt a pressure at the entrance to my vagina. The head of his cock slid up and down between my lips a couple of times, gathering moisture. It contacted my hard little nub, and I gasped and convulsed under him. That was all he could take. He positioned his cock at the opening of my tunnel, and slowly pressed in.I dimly felt the pain of his erection forcing its. It didn't take them long to get home where they both quietly excusedthemselves to their particular bedrooms. Amanda couldn't help herself,stripping off urgently she desperately needed to clear her head after thehumiliating teasing that Mister Arnold had done in front of her own son,she knew it was wrong but she stupidly needed to climax, her bodydesperate for relief. Peter meanwhile couldn't wait to put his Mum'sthong on. He stripped off his shorts quickly, then trembling as heslipped the satin.