He had panties and leotard over the tights and over these was a tight shiny girdle. I put my hands on his shimmering buttocks, drew him close to me an... kissed him passionately through his stocking mask. He responded by hitching up my skirt and stroking my ass through my panties and hose.'I've always wanted this, ' he moaned.'You're not the only one. From now on you're to call me Polly...and this, dear, is where we begin our affair.''Anything...I had no idea you...'I stopped him and put my. Raising his head to view the change of tactics, Joe took one look at the smooth thighs spread open across him and his rod buried within the hairless hole, felt her fingers fidgeting around the perimeter and ejaculated more fluid into the pleasure pot.Now he was exhausted.Charlotte tried everything to revive him, but had to admit defeat as he fell asleep.Joe awoke at dawn, still feeling physically fatigued.Charlotte had gone.Lethargically his mind drifted back, remembering the action of. Up. Slowly.The hand kept tugging the skirt upward, gathering more material. It was still covering her leg, on the side, and, presumably, it still covered her other leg, hidden from me, under the tablecloth.But "my" leg -- Tess' right leg, it was -- was bare halfway up now, way past her knee, and slowly, slowly, getting barer all the time. She was a big girl. It was a long way, from the knee to her... to her... where we were going.I looked around, both sides, behind me, to see if anyone, besides. ." Anna said, holding one up with both hands, "is worth over sixteen thousand dollars!" Sounds about right," I replied with much less enthusiasm. I was still thinking of all those trips I'd have to make, carrying all that weight out of the cave. Not to mention the two aliens."And it looks like they were packed four to a crate, and there's ... ah, twenty ... twenty-one ... twenty-two ... twenty-three ... maybe twenty-four crates. Although four of them are pretty much destroyed. That's ninety-six.