The white skin of her thighs, still firm and smooth, showed above the flowered tops of her stockings. So did the neatly trimmed patch of brown curls b...tween her legs. Sally really hated wearing panties.She ran her fingertips along the tops of her stockings. One finger touched a garter strap. The older woman lifted it and let in snap against her skin. Ouch! That was good. She pushed her legs wide apart and touched herself> She was already wet.To toy or not to toy? Sally grinned. Maybe both. She. He told me that one time he got Sara to pose naked while blowing his Arabian stallion named Aladdin. The picture was mind blowing; I used to imagine what this chick would look like sucking my cock, now I could see her sucking a horse's cock. She was talented.Eric invited me over once to see Sara in action, I of course couldn't refuse. I journeyed out to his old man's camp. Which kind of looked like a tree fort one would build when he was a kid. You know with the uneven cuts of wood and shit.. “Okay. I got that. I’m a dick yanking mother fucker.”“Yes, that, excellent. Let’s say that when you got to Hell you met your mother and fucked her, too.”“Can they not check and see that she’s not dead yet?”“Well, administrative types could, but we won’t meet any of those down here. Just stick close to me, and let me do the talking. I’ll kinda be looked down on, for just having one of the bound as a girlfriend, but it happens. I don’t mind. I’m proud of you, you are very cute now.”“Shit. I was. I had just finished in the kitchen and I rushed out to her.She looked at me in disgust as I had been so nervous when she called I had forgotten to walk on tippy toe.Uh huh, I see you are forgetting our new rules already!I opened my mouth to defend myself but with the look she gave me I quickly closed it.I want you to stand facing the front door while I inspect the house. Barb walked away. I shuddered, hearing her stilettos hitting the floor as she went to inspect my days work. It felt like she.