She had a perfect C-cup that was firm and perky. She was all I had since her mother left us 4 years ago. She got good grades and guys were falling for... her. A hot little nerd indeed. My name is rick 32 years young, 5`11, dark blond and less intelligent (the school thing). I work at 711 to pay for life, and my daughter didnt mind that i took home crap from there all the time. We live in a small house off main street, little backyard that could just fit the pool and still have a little patio. As. I wanted them so bad. I kept thinking “would she know they are missing?” Suddenly I became aware of an incredible tingling sensation in my groin. I looked down and saw that I had a boner. The first time I can recall having one. I pulled the waistband of my briefs back and peeked inside. “Did pantyhose do this?” I thought. In any case, I liked it just as I liked how my heart raced when I ran to the bathroom to put the pantyhose on. After a little play of running my hands over my legs, rubbing my. Before her kinky, dominant husband, Greg, had died, however, he’d often told her that her “cow udders were obscenely huge”, though he loved them, liking to harshly squeeze and slap them.In truth, Greg had used her as a very submissive, masochistically pain-loving and promiscuous tramp with a deep hunger for degradation, ready for most forms of that.And Coral had long sensed that her sons had inherited a mean dominant streak from their father, since they had a swagger and foul mouths frequently. One Sunday night when it was uncomfortably warm and humid, we spread a comforter on the floor in my room and lay on our backs in front of the laboring window air conditioning unit, I in my briefs, she in her red rayon bikini panties -- a recent acquisition which demonstrated her growing confidence about herself. We lay like starfish, limbs outstretched and overlapping, trying to stay cool.Alex was absently trailing her fingernails lightly over my chest and shoulders, creating a delightfully.