They fit me perfectly as if Kelly knew my size. I walked over to the mirror to check them out and look at my ass and how the lace fluttered out around...my legs. I went back to the bed and sat down to put on the stockings Kelly left for me. The stockings were white with lace at the top. They had rubbery strips inside the top to keep them up without garters. I gathered the stockings up and slid my toe inside and carefully slid them up my legs, making sure I didn't rip them. After I got the second. Moving slightly forward, I made more of his cock shaft slid into my mouth and scratching my tonsils. I was very careful not to gag and was breathing through my nose, as I began moving up and down on him, slowly and gently; taking his cock tip in my throat. The men know; when the cock gets lodged in the throat, it is far more a bliss for the sucker than the owner of the cock who enjoys an entirely different mix of pleasure and pain feeling stuck in the tube. Edgar was thrashing his body like a. I got a glimpse of my wife, all sweating, and moving like a pumping machine. Her body gleamed in sweat making it beautiful. She looked like some portray of a lioness with her head up. The only problem was that all her holes were filled up with strong dicks. My dick began to rise. I was led behind her where most of them had gathered. All were gazing at her ass and massaging their dick. I watched as if seeing some xxx film, her protests on my deaf ear. The person fucking her was massaging and. “This is what you want right? A whore who doesn’t care about anything but pleasing you. You love me don’t you?”“AHH, Justin woke up in a cold sweat, “What the hell was that? Why am I dreaming about her?” he wondered. He looked at the clock and noticed it was only 6 A.M. “ Fuck that’s all, I slept for just an hour.” He said as he laid back down. “ O.K. no more nurses in my dreams” he thought. Back asleep he was in Jill’s bed. “ Oh Jill I love the taste of your pussy” he said. He was on his side.