By the time Karen got home and back over to my house it was to late for her to change clothes and for us to go to either fort and play. Karen went ins...ide the garage as if to change clothes but in stead she called to me to join her. When I got to the garage door she was standing by a straight back chair and she motioned for me to take a seat. Just as I was about to sit down, she laughed and said "pants down first". The only light was coming from the partially open back door but it was enough to. M... m... my twat!" she said. "Tickle my twat!" PLEASE, Gretchen," he said, another finger stroking just below her navel. "You need to ask nicely." PLEASE tickle my twat!" she begged."That's a good girl!" he said, and dropped his hand down to her crotch, deftly fingering her as she once again was overcome by agonizing ecstasy. He had to hold her up as she lost control of her trembling limbs, giggling and babbling and squealing.And then he stopped."No! No!" she pled. "More! I need more!" My my. My hands instantly wrapped around his neck and my fingers got tangled in his shaggy hair. He explored my body with his hands. He broke the kiss and flashed me another prefect smile. He got close to me and whispered, “Follow me. I need more of your beautiful body.” We went up a set of stairs to a single door. Evan pulled me so I was in front of me, his hands on my waist, mine around his neck, his lips on mine. His hand left my waist only for a second to open the door, his hand returned to my. Is that correct, Katherine?’ Tara asked, as I felt her lift up my dress. Oddly, even though such an act should have been shocking, it seemed natural. ‘Yes,’ I answered, vaguely thinking it was a strange question. ‘Do you own a garter belt, Katherine?’ ‘I think the one from my wedding is still in my drawer.’ ‘Hmmmm, Katherine loves the feel of stockings and thigh high nylons. Katherine will only wear such hosiery starting ASAP. Is that understood, Katherine?’ ‘Yes, Katherine will go shopping for.