"And the socks Honey,let's see if you've done as you were told." I looked around in a panic.We were in a shop, a public place, not in a changing room,... I would bebaring my fishnet covered feet and ankles for all to see. I thought mycock would explode. Sheer terror and panic gripped me. If I left she'dpunish me by not giving me what I so desperately wanted.I slipped off my socks and she rolled up my trousers, stroking my calvesand my silky smooth legs approvingly. "Good girl," she crooned, "we. Privacy assuredYe story mere friend ke sister ke sath mere affair ke he k kaise maine use apna bnaya,ye baat tb ke he.jb me aur mera frnd dono colg me the,ghar se thoda dur hone ke karn me hostel me rehta tha..whe ek ladka rohan mera room mate bn gya hum dono kafi ache frnds bn gye the aur uske parents bhe mujhe jante the aur uske behan surbhi jo k mujhse 2 saal bde the wo dental kr rhe the wo bhe jb aashish ka hone na mile to mere phone pe kr leti the aur kaye bar to uske bare me puchne ke. It's another scorcher, folks," the radio blared from the back porch.Jean Brown lay face down on the beach towel by the swimming pool in her back yard. She released the bows holding her bikini top in place and pulled her brown hair up to let the sun tan her neck.Because of the rock and roll thumping from the radio, she didn't hear the click of the gate lock as two men entered the yard. They stopped to admire her.Jean was thirty-nine and the mother of three, but you'd never know it by looking at. She reached down and began gently stroking her owner’s cock. With robotic precision, she ran her fingers up and down his slowly-stiffening shaft, carefully rolling his balls in her hand on each downstroke. After a moment, PHOEBE was rewarded with a sleepy moan of pleasure. She smiled, her electronic brain instantly processing a thousand complex external stimuli in mere moments to return what could best be translated as a sense of deep satisfaction that her erotic stimulation was having the.