Louise looks like out of any mans dirty dreams as she opens her door to invite - wearing hardly anything.Louise looks like out of any mans dear dreams...as she sits down, just a bit above of me at her backdoors.Louise looks like trying to get access to my heads help her hand in finally writing & finishing her M.A. thesis.Louise looks like trying to get access to my heads help just by a bit of tasty tease & sexy suggestive gestes.Louise looks like trying to get access to my heads help on her. "Would you like me to give you the guided tour and teach you?" she asked.She smiled, unable to hide her amusement at her 22 year old Lover's earnest look of embarrassment."Yes," he replied."But, you have to promise you won't tell anyone, okay?" He requested."Okay."Ann said, starting to feel just a hint of an arousal at what she was going to teach him to do to her."I promise. No one will ever know but you and me; and, we'll never tell, right." Ann assured him, her warm brown eyes twinkling."I. Joan loved the act of teasing David and knowing the young man's specific weakness made it all the more easier and exciting, knowing in his fetish starved mind he wanted to drop to his knees and worship those nylon stockings she wore more than anything... That gave Joan a very strong erotic controlling satisfaction.As Joan blinked and came back into the present after the brief flashback, she found herself still holding the sheer black stockings her nephew David just moments earlier secretly had. She was one of those girls, like Sara, who had been raised in a really strict household. She had gone to college and it was there that she started experiencing life. Note: when ever a girl says that she enjoys "living life" it means she likes getting fucked. She asked me about Sara, and I told her about my wife without giving any details away as too our lifestyle. I asked her if she had a boyfriend, and that got the conversation moving towards relationships. Then I asked her what kinds of.