Her fingers moved expertly, each one knowing just how to touch me, the digits of her other hand caressing my neck almost lovingly, drawing me back int... her kiss. She released my breast, and slid her hand down my belly, her fingers savoring the contours of my abdomen. Then I felt her navigating the crease of my thigh, and my heart jumped in my throat, my eyes flashing open. Her eyes were lazily opened, their sapphire irises watching me with amusement swimming in their depths. She closed one eye. Kristen was breathing very hard when he finished, feeling bruised and beaten all over and yet intensely sexual as well. The b**st's dick was huge and hard, pointing straight up at the ceiling, and she was practically drooling over it against her gag. Stepping forward, the b**st took each of her cropped breasts in his hand, squeezing the tender flesh and making her moan, thrusting her breasts forward for more punishment. Strong fingers pinched her nipples tightly, and she writhed before him.He. Maybe spurred on by the neighbour’s exploits, I double-checked she was asleep on the sunbed, I reckoned I had five minutes at best before there was a knock on the door.I ran into my auntie’s bedroom.It was quite large, and they had a king-sized bed. They probably needed it, as my uncle was big, and fat, and my auntie was tall too.I perched quickly on its edge and bounced on it. Thinking of all the action this bed had seen over the years. It was a little springy too. I thought about my cousin’s. Susan was just finishing-up with that woman and they both saw me and smiled. The woman left, pleased with her purchase, and I placed my things on the counter.Susan had one more item to suggest. She told me to wait while she retrieved it. She was holding a cellophane packet of what looked that panty hose. She saw my confused look and pulled the stockings from the package. “These are a cross between panty hose and gartered stockings,” she said, holding them up for me to see. Indeed, they looked.