Her lips kissed the tears from his cheeks. "in the
future you will dress with your panties before you get that
hard."
Once more She turned him to the mirror, Her hand sliding down
across his stomach and caressing between his legs. he could
feel his cock hard against the material and his balls aching
as they were squeezed tight up against his body. The thought
and feel even more arousing then before, the view showing him
almost flat in the front, legs smooth but he knew his cock was
engorged.
"What a pretty slut now, no dangling parts all smooth
and tight for Me to fondle. What a good gyrl." She murmured
in his ear. "Now put on your stockings slut so all will
know what a good slut you are and how much you want to be used
this way."
She fastened the garter belt around his waist and then directed
him to sit down. "Roll the hose down between your fingers
to the end and then put them up over the toes first. slide them
all the way up your legs, keeping the seam straight in the back.
Little whore sluts wear stockings with seams to show off what
they are." She told him.
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