I had become quite proficient at putting on hose overthe past few years, and the sensation of silky nylon sliding across myskin never failed to excite... me. I stood up to admire my legs encased inthe black shimmering fabric, turning and twisting to admire them fromevery angle. My t-shirt fell past my hips to mid-thigh, such that onecould almost say I was wearing a dress, which likely explains why Ioften chose that particular t-shirt to wear when I was wearing hose.Thinking I had three hours of. "They went into the back area of the kitchen. I suspected something so I quietly followed them and stood where I could watch. Ruth bent over a table and pulled her skirt over her hips. Her boss unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He pushed up behind her and entered her ass pushing in to the hilt. Ruth moaned and wiggled her butt a little. He started pumping her butt faster and faster until, with a grunt, he came inside her ass. Then he pulled out and licked her ass until all the cum. I lean down, lick the shaft, then engulf the whole thing into my mouth. Sucking, tonguing I savor ever inch of the sweet, salty, gooey, dog-cock.My free hand is in my throbbing cunt again, encircling the clit, pulling it, and then sliding deep inside my hot-wet-throbbing hole.Then it happens, his cock head grew so big that I thought it would burst. I grab the knot, close my lips tightly around the shaft, and begin milking his dog-cock.Roue's dog cum begins to fill my mouth. I savor every. ‘Oh and if you lose count, my sweets, I’ll have no choice, but to start the count over again. So be smart and keep the count accurately,’ he ended as the first hard spank landed on my right ass cheek. He’d put his strength behind the blow. It smarted. He wasn’t kidding. Defiantly I kept silent, though I couldn’t effectively withhold my involuntary intake of air. He struck me again in exactly the same spot. It hurt worse. I remained silent. My long ponytail brushed the backs of my cuffed hands..