. two... three garters to the stocking. The first ran to the inside of the top of her thigh in front. The second ran over her hip. The last curved to ...ug her bottom snugly. The black lace on top of the stocking pulled taut with the garters."Maybe you should put my other one on me," she mused. She held out the second stocking and he took it, his fingers trembling with arousal. He mimicked her motions, ones he'd practiced on his own for years dolling himself up time and time again. She held out. It was time to leave. Vasanta didn’t want him to leave. He wanted to not cross the line. Vasanta thanked him with moist eyes for all the support he gave and for the wonderful evening. Both of them hugged for a long time before he left. Their hearts pounded fast standing on either side of the closed door.Ajay was sure. He wanted this lady more than anyone. Ajay was troubled. But what about Kamala? What did he say to Kamala? The romance was getting better between them, which he doesn’t want to. She looked at the lady in confusion as she put my whip into a bag. She handed it to her. Dont worry honey, youll understand soon enough. This whip has ways of bringing clarity to even the simplest of minds. She walked to her car completely bewildered at the thought that had been planted in her brain. She sat there thinking a while. Then she thought about what the lady had said all the way home. She just couldnt understand how a horse enjoyed such a thing. How cruel of her. How dare she call me. Pulling his mouth away from hers was one of the hardest things Thomas Larkin Jr. had ever made himself do. His large hands moved her face forward so she was looking at Marshall before they slid over the gray tee-shirt and down the sides of her trim, fit torso and found her strong, smooth thighs. Slowly, yet very deliberately, Thomas lifted them up and spread her legs further apart before setting them down so her feet could rest on the table. Linda gasped, her breathing ragged and shallow as she.