The more I rubbed the wetter the nylon became. I remember thinking that I must have irritated it for my clit swelled and the skin folds covering my op...ening parted. With my eyes closed I continued to play with my breast and let my self explore my pussy further.The crotch of my pantyhose had gotten so wet that I thought the thin material would give way to my probing fingers. The thought of my pantyhose getting damaged and risking not getting another pair was too much. I lifted my butt up, put my. When the call from the desk came I got up, showered and then headed to the Village Inn for breakfast. While eating I made a mental list of what I needed to do that morning. At eight I called my boss and let him know that I was back in town, but had some personal business I needed to take care of and that I'd be in around noon.By nine I had cleaned out the bank accounts and taken every thing of value out of the safe deposit box. I walked down the street to a different band and opened new. I would have dragged you off by the hair and power fucked you the moment I saw you switch the dammed thing on. It's good to know that my slave has her priorities right, thinking of her master's pleasure before tending to her cunt. Excellent report whore and a job well done. I bet the hospital don't realise what a little gold mine they have in you.Any way must rush I have to write to my daughter Sharon. She's growing up fast you know but not too fast I hope. It only seamed like yesterday when. His motions were calm and professional, as if he was working in an examination room. Ethan urged him to hurry up, and took a few steps forward towards the small crater which had effortlessly turned into a pool. He took out a flashlight from one of his pants' pockets and a large leaf-shaped knife from an ankle belt.He crouched and slowly crept towards the pool, carefully studying the ground, digging in with the knife at seemingly random intervals. Going past the pool, his eyes avidly scanned the.