"Good, I need to get a move on.nice to have met you." As I rode down the street I was also looking at the neighborhood. I was hoping for good quiet ar...ea because I had a few details to take care of before I headed for home."First on my list was to find a place to sell the Tomos, then get on my smart phone and book a flight home. It was 10AM when I pulled into scooter world. One of the salesmen came out. "You ready to trade up?" he asked."No, I'm ready to sell this moped," I said. "You do buy. Sure, I love women's legs as much as the next guy, but pantyhose just give this nice feel when your hands rub them up and down, the toes just look so delicious, and the ass just so...Sorry, got a little excited there.It all started in my childhood, my father was a magician and he had this beautiful assistant, Tiffany her name was, dressed in the typical magic get up, leotard, shash, and black pantyhose. God, her legs looked stunning in them. Whenever I watched my dad's show, no matter what. At one point she gasped, and he wasted no time. He pushed all the way into her, as her face scrunched in pain. He fucked her like a dog, pounding her ass as her legs locked around his waist, holding him in. She started to shiver, and I couldnt believe it, she was cumming while he fucked her ass! And things got more unbelievable. Apparently she had been holding it for a while, because as she came she lost control, and a waterfall of piss started to pour out of her open pussy. It sprayed all. He begins making a growling chant. I am quite certain thatin all my days learning the woodland arts, I havedetermined that this particular addition is whollytheatric. It does nothing for the mixture. I watch as hestirs the mixture, adding splashes of spring water, oranother spoonful of honey, until it reaches someconsistency he finds pleasing. I listen to the musicaltinging of the silver bowl as it cools.At long last, he hands me the bowl, secure in the knowledgethat it is cool enough to touch.