"Bundleone of the legs up in your hands. Put one foot in, and pull it part ofthe way up. Then do the same with the other side. Then gently pull themal... the way on."I did as she instructed. I slowly pulled the tights onto my feet, andthen up my legs. The fabric felt smooth and sensual as I gently pulled itup my legs. My dick began to get hard. I pushed it inside the elastictop, and then pulled the tights up to my waist."Oh you look wonderful, sweetie. Let me get some pictures," Danielle saidas. It seemed that trusting Marcushad been no mistake, after all. This woman was old, and she seemed sosimple, yet she appeared to be no threat, and I needed information fromher. We appeared to need each other, in fact. I decided to take my trustone step further. "It was such a strange experience--being changed, I mean. I was a fighter,a leader of men, a man's man. I was proud of who I was. Even as a prisonerthose few hours here, I thought I had pride--though I was totallyperplexed at what my army. Phir “””””””THaaaye” kar ke thappad gaand par lagayi.Ufff” mere munh se nikli.ek aur chanta”THaaye” ab kibaar zor se lagne ki wajah se mein hil gaya aur who uth khadi huyi.woh hase jaa rahi thi mera lund thapaddon ki wajah se phir khada ho raha tha. Mein waise ghoda banker hi gardan palatkar uske chehre ko dekha.Wo mere gaand ko ghoore ja rahi thi. Usse kuch issara na milne ki wajah se mein uth khada huwa.aisa karne se mera lund spring ki tarah uchal utha.Yeh dekhkar who aur bhi hasi.Phir wo. ....so I insist you call me Mom", as mom hung her arms around my neck.Where were we son..." Mom started another very intense kiss. My hand went straight to her smooth wetness while moms hand went straight for my hard cock."Well Mom you look stunning and good enough to eat", I said."mmmm maybe you can do just that", mom sat on a nearby bench and lifted up her short summer dress and to revel her skimpy panties. I knelt down in front of her and started to kiss her legs slowly making my way.