“Before we get to that happy thought, raise your arms, young lady, or I’ll rip that flimsy top off you! I refuse to be the only one naked any long...r.” Yazi willingly raised her arms straight up and let her barely there top rise up and clearly expose her swollen nipples before mom even touched it. She grinned as she stared at me, then my cock, then back into my eyes. I drooled as I watched her nipples twist into dense silos and grow tiny white bumps around them. My sister’s tits begged me to. I should have thought of that. Shall I call them?"The Duke shook his head, and reached for the phone on his desk. "Oh, hello, Nastya. Could you and Gisela come to my office, please? No. I just want your advice. Well, perhaps later. Oh ... okay. Definitely later." He looked up at Dieter, who was surprised to see his sovereign blushing. Wisely, he didn't comment. "Oh, by the way, How is your lady? Latya, wasn't it?" Yes, sir. She's fine. Makes me feel like a teenager again. Of course, I pay for. As she twisted and turned to the music the full skirt flared just below her hips revealing the white lace of her brief panties. After a while he led her outside. In a dark corner of the building he had pulled her to him and his pressure was again instantly there. They kissed and she had felt his hands gentling her, smoothing her back, her hips, sides, his thumbs just nudging the side of her breasts. As she reached up and wrapped her arms about his neck he put his hands on her firm rounded. My last story gave a little back story and also the story of my first orgasm. No, it wasn’t just my first ejaculation in pantyhose; it was my first orgasm period, so how could I not connect the two?Well I spent most of my late elementary and early junior high school years with thoughts of pantyhose probably every 15 seconds or so! I was literally consumed as there were at least a dozen girls and teachers in pantyhose every single day, and when there was a call to dress up, you couldn’t find a.