I milked my cock to pull every last drop of the white gooey liquid, letting it pool in the crotch of the panties. I was actually proud of myself, and ...the mess I was going to leave behind. I rubbed the tip of my cock across the nylon part of them, cleaning up any remaining residue. After one last smiling look, I balled them up and placed them as far down into the hamper as I possibly could. After pulling my pants back up, I decided to help my self to a souvenir so to speak. Rummaging through the. For his wife Doris, there was some old style English costume the tag on it said "Lady Chatterley". Doris was a very fit woman of 38, she had met Jeremy when she was 18 and they married two months later. Neither of them ever dated anyone else. Both of them were brought up in very strict Baptist households, both Jeremy and Doris learned about sex on their wedding night. Doris never got any enjoyment from the act, doing it only as necessary for procreation.Reverend Jeremy's 16-year-old daughter. ? Forrester took a long drag on his cigar, blew out anoxious cloud that all but obscured his face, and within seconds his image,along with the beam transmitting it, had vanished intothe ceiling. Charlie Burkholter broke an ammonia vial underCynthia?s nostrils, and the slightly overweight girl found herself staring intohis dark, uncaring eyes. She was suspended from the ceiling of a stark whiteroom that looked like an operating theater in a hospital. A large slingcarefully supported her belly. Right now, all us including Trud, One, and Two will go to Calveen's for lunch." All the girls nodded.Jan walked beside me. "It is good for you to take charge. They don't listen to me yet. It is hard to break old habits, even I have trouble sometimes understanding and acting upon my status."I put my arm around her waist and pulled her tight as we walked. "My Jan, I don't want you ever to be troubled or doubt your status. If it could be higher, it would." She put her arms around me and hugged me.