At first, fresh fromthe pack, the stocking is a little cool, and it sends tiny electrictingles over the flesh as it settles gracefully into place. But... as thestocking contracts under its own elasticity, it hugs the leg a littletighter, and it begins to warm. That first tingling is replaced by asoft, sumptuous embrace that encompasses every inch of the naked fleshthat it covers.The colour helps. Black is suggestive of wickedness, and a back-seamhints at erotic temptation. While a nude stocking. "Joi smiled. "Just keep quiet then. Nobody wants to know your genderidentity." I'm not sure about this." Kinny's voice cracked. It rose an octave."Bo, or Anabelle?" Joi asked."Bo, please." Kinny tried to say that in his normal voice, but itcame out squeaky."Not with that voice, Anabelle."Kinny whined. He coughed, trying out a less squeaky voice that couldstill pass as girly. "How's this?" That works - Bo. I'll petition Corporate to put this whole afternoonon the clock. That way we both get our. I said “Hmmm maybe I should just use your ass for the rest of the night, this feels great, so there’s no need to go near that cunt. Maybe your cunt has been fucked for the last time yesterday.” She truly feared this, and cried while I kept fucking her, knowing it was fully believable that I would selfishly decide to use her ass instead of her pussy at all, meaning she would never get a fuck there again. But after a while of terrifying her with this prospect I couldn’t resist a last encounter. Shit! That damned arrow in my hip was grating against the bone, but it had not broken any bones, so I still had a chance to get away. I was able to use my Bowie knife to cut away most of the arrow shaft so that it would not keep banging against things and making my wound worse. I did not see how it could cause me more pain!I used my rifle as a kind of crutch or walking cane to help me get to my horse, but I still had the problem of climbing into the saddle. In desperation, I led him back to my.