Every pair cost over twenty euros which I thought was really madbecause I knew from experience how much pantyhose cost in our localconvenience store, ....e. about four euros. Imagine sending a kid to buy pantyhose, I mean what would I know,although I guess I did sometimes wonder what it felt to wear that stuff. Imagine I even thought my Mum was glam in her four euro pantyhose butthis was so different, you know, picking through the immaculate packageswith a really sophisticated friendly and. "You know I'm engaged. You know this can't happen, and will never happen again. But you still want me to push it into you, don't you. You still want me to fuck that little slut pussy of yours, don't you?"I nodded again.She pushed it in and I winced. She retracted slowly, and then thrust it in again, forcefully. I cried out a breathy "yes" and she began working my brush handle into me rhythmically. She adjusted herself for balance and leverage. The elbow of the hand pulling my hair propped her. . she wore a sleeveless pink top with a deep cut exposing her boobs…She guided me inside and we went and sat on the chairs in her beautifully done up bar inside her house…i sat on the chair and she stood right beside me leaning on me and and touching her body.. i didn’t know this side of her…she was innocent but tempting… sweet yet hot and mesmerizing… she belonged to a diff league super rich and beautiful looks.. i asked her if i was upto her mark and she told me lets go get started with this. I opened my lips, and Marie’s tongue licked at mine, we got more passionate, and it was then that I knew we’d gone beyond the point of no return. I held out my left hand and found Carly, half asleep wriggling at the commotion Marie was making. I broke off my kiss from Marie and pulled Carly’s head over my shoulder to kiss her passionately. In an instant she was awake and aware of what was going on. I should have been afraid she’d be upset, but I wasn’t. She looked at Marie for a second and.