Old, sexy jeans, and...

I found a pair of old, sexy jeans, sexy because of where they were ripped. A few of the rips showed off the bottoms of my well developed ass cheeks. I've been meaning to turn them into shorts, but never had the heart to do it. Next I picked out a sheer pink mesh top. To go under the top I decided to wear one of my pink sports bras. I love pink and purple, lilac too. I also have a fondness for hearts, and this particular sports bra was decorated with hearts. So were the matching panties I decided to wear. Why make it easy on them? The more they had to tear off of me, the more exciting it would be for all of us as they peeled me like a piece of ripe juicy fruit to get to my sweet juices.

Little did I know what really lay in store for me as I decided to make it even more exciting for them by wearing a pair of pink tights under my jeans. I even wore my best pair of fuck me heels to complete the look, with my old jean jacket that used to be dad's. I quickly got dressed, grabbed my phone, and darted down the stairs to wait for them. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter with anticipation. I walked into the living room, and sat down to watch TV. After all, you don't know how long a person could be stuck in a traffic jam. So I sat down to watch the latest episode of "Keeping Up with the Kardashians." It's my favorite show, though I only have one favorite person on the show, and that would be Kylie Jenner. She's just so beautiful. I'd love to rub pussies with her! I wonder if she shaves down there in Pussyville?

I was really starting to get into the show when two hands came from behind me. One hand covered my eyes, while the other covered my mouth and nose with a rag. Oh no! It was... too late... to... react. My mind faded to black. The only thing I can remember is dreaming about helping Kylie trim her lovely, hairy bush...