She slipped into the red spandex panties and handed him the pink pair from the suitcase. She watched, fascinated, as he stepped into his very first pa...r of panties. She had a feeling this wouldn't be the last either, not by a long shotShe then slipped into the pantyhose and he saw her legs take on a very noticeable sheen as the light caught them. She told him to put "his" pantyhose on too, and he carefully slid them over his toes, heels and up his legs as he had seen his mom do. When they. The Captain felt uneasy, the queen instantly reassuring her."She won't be hurt. Please get her to relax."But Fin couldn't. Candy was pushed back onto the reclined seat a metal strap wrapping across her shoulders and neck holding her in place. The bugs spread her legs placing her fine calves in metal clamped stirrups at an exposed, embarrassing 45 degree angle. Fin gulped again seeing the woman spread eagle her bare slit visible, flat stomach tensed, huge tits like two cathedral domes pointing. She was trying to rub me over my pant.Now, it was the time to disrobe her. I carefully unpinned her saree from the blouse. Juicy boobs, man! I unhooked her blouse and stripped it down. Then I started massaging her boobs with one hand and sucking her lips while hugging her tighter.She was shying away as she was experiencing a male touch after a while. I took my mouth to her breasts and was giving small bites on her nipples. She moaned. As I sucked on one, my other hand was circling her other. So let's change the analogy a little. Instead of a seed, let's make Christine a bulb, locked in a cold storage box waiting for spring, and Lizzy is the key to the box; now Christine's out in this flower bed we call life, drowning in fertilizer like the rest of us, and just waiting for the perfect moment, and this time when the sun — that's you — comes by, she's ready and she blossoms."Okay, the fertilizer thing was funny. "What's your point?" Ugh! I give up! I don't know how she does it; I.