They were incredibly silky and soft. i rubbed them on my face and then i smelled them, and then became hooked. the smell of her sweaty feet and silky ...ose made me want to wear them, so i did. and being 5 years old i was very small, wen i put them on, the waistline was at my neck, but didnt care, the feeling of being wrapped in silk drove me crazy. So since i was 5 years old ive been wearing pantyhose. id say wen i was about 10 i started masturbating. and in the last story was my first time. We drank and sang and threw rocks at the water like old times. He would occasionally hug me out of nowhere as we walked and talked along the lakefront. We watched the lights of the cabins across the water.Aden sat on the old tire swing and I sat on his lap. after we landed in a heap on the ground, lucky that the branch did not kill us, we just laughed while laying there in the dust. We lay there until the fireflies began to come out.Too sore to make love again, we watched a ball game and a bit. My breath was heavy so was hers. With the fingers inside I made her sit on the bed.Then with the technique I learned from the net on G sport I tried on her with in no time she started to morn along with that she said no prakash no then she laid on to the bed and started to squeeze her own breasts and the other hand was rubbing her hips in pleasure then was rubbing her head and pulling her hair by herself. I knew she was enjoying it so I continued for some more time it went for about 15 minutes. She would not go down easily and she knew Drew would not let her go without a fight. As she walked through the quiet house, she thought about how much their relationship had changed. Things between them had improved after the incident with Samantha. Hattie was able to forgive Drew after much thought. She had not known how desperate he was and how Samantha had tricked him. Hattie realistically could not be mad at him since they did not have a relationship. They were just flirting. It was.