Wanna See My Stockings?

Breakfast really wasn’t that long, but then again how long does it take to cook eggs, bacon, and hash browns? I had another glass of pineapple juice when Fred asks me why pineapple juice and not apple or orange juice. Dakota pipes up to answer that question, “It makes Daddy’s cum taste sweeter.” My eyes grew bigger as I see a couple of guy japanese heads turn hearing Dakota’s statement. Amy began laughing at the slight shade of red that Fred’s face had turned. Fred sat quietly after that. I just chuckled to myself. Dakota pulls out her AMEX and pays the bill. We all head out to the car and off towards the pantyhose hospital. Since it was Sunday, I expected the traffic to be light, but I was wrong. The LA Rams have a home game and traffic…. well, sucked. The Rams were scheduled to play the Oakland Raiders, which meant to me that not only would it be horrible traffic, but half the fans would be assholes wearing silver and black. From the interstate, I could see all the smoke from the BBQs of people tailgating before the game. I thought back to my childhood thinking how I missed some of the things that made me happy as a child. It was right then that I decided to call Mike Booker about getting tickets to an upcoming music show. This would also allow me to see him in action working behind the scenes trying to do his ‘magic’ in building the recording studio’s base of clients, which made me think of that Billy guy I met with the blonde spiked hair and British accent when I was that trainee Chauffeur with Jill. "Hey, Mike, its David Greene. I’m sorry to bother you on a Sunday, but I wanted to ask if there were any upcoming concerts that you could get me a few tickets to. I think I would like to get a couple of my hardworking people a night out.” Mike offered a concert being held at the Staples Center this coming Thursday. He went on to tell me about the band called Menace. But it was stocking NOT Menace that we were going to see. Instead, it would be a ‘tribute' band. Certainly not as good as the Foot real Menace, but young and ‘upcoming’ none the less. “I got to see him then if you say he’s that damn good. I would like to bring 5 plus softcore me if that's not too much to ask." “Certainly sir. By the way, how’s your wife? You all left in such a hurry that night.” Mike asks. “She’s out of the coma this morning. We’re on the way to see her now. I’ll tell her you were asking about her.” I say thanking him for the good wishes and end the call. Finally, we arrive at the hospital. The three of us head inside to see Jill. I feel Amy’s hand squeeze my ass walking through the hospital corridor. Arriving at Jill’s room, I see her face light up. I’d never ever gone down on a girl before, but my tongue seemed to know what to do, and I could tell by the sounds Teen was making whether or not I was where I should be. It was a good job that my ankles were firmly held. Leaving a pantyhose little nibble at each scar and mark her body held. At one point she rolled off me, and stopped me from rolling onto her. "We probably shouldn't do that twice in a row like that," I said, feeling bad now that the moment had passed. Was she dreaming? I kept slamming into her, Jennifer kept at her nipples. Her skirt was short, her legs toned and lithe. “Sure,” Daddy said. She said, pulling gently on my ponytail, and giggling. Monique and Francoise have their hands all over each other again like teenagers as they tongue kiss. A week ago she’d had no idea! She used to love watching herself when I fucked her. Do you know your measurements?" I never sucked cock before, it should be a great adventure. Without any other option I begin licking her very moist pussy, my tongue easily japanese slipping between her more loose than normal lips. Nicole is doing this to herself. Katie's mind floods with the memory of earlier. I shuddered and whimpered. She laughed and agreed. They climbed in beside me kissing and rubbing each other. Mr. Siegel stepped down from the chair and examined his dripping cum . . . Harry heard Cho crying loudly behind him but he had to get to the wands and get back. The chain coursing thru the loop in front and down through the loops now attached to her nipples and down to her clit Foot was the work of a genius. The second man kneeled behind her softcore as she straddled the stocking third man’s cock, and held her hips as he slipped his dick into her dripping wet slit. Sure I took breaks to recuperate and let my fluids refill, but by the end of the day each of them had swallowed at least two loads a piece (Carol had three). “Mhm yeah, fill me,” she purred at the return of him stretching her cunt again.