She had been in the bath for a long time, her skin was glowing and her face was framed in bubbles from the bath. He took a step into the bathroom and ...tudied his own reflection in the mirror. He was an attractive man for forty, but he couldn’t ignore the tired look in his eyes or the crows feet that framed them and every morning he woke up, he swore that he spotted a new silvery hair on the top of his head. Rose shifted and folded her arms over the edge of the bathtub, resting her chin against. " I gabbled worriedly. Chelle's face broke into a smile. "Only teasing." She laughed. "It sounds...interesting. Sure it will work?" "If I can have the run of your wardrobe." "Any excuse to fondle my stuff." She laughed again. "In any case, you're going to get girlied up again tomorrow, so you should make the most of today." "I intend to Chelle, I really do." "Come on then, show me what clothing I've got that you think should be on a stripper." We entered Michelle's bedroom and she flopped down. Me: I am sorry dear, I just was angry being inside the wardrobe.She was in tears, even though I can guarantee that it was one of the best fucks we had. I took her in my arms and started kissing her, slowly sucking her lips, just making sounds for acknowledging her questions and statements.Pragya: you are just not reasonable with mu body.Me (still sucking her lips): I am sorry my dearie bitch. I can’t stay away from your body. It is mine to be used the like I want.I laughed to ease her grim. Bill could expertly detect stockings by their tell tale, subtle creases and wrinkles around a woman's ankles or knees when she moved a certain way. The nylon material used to manufacture pantyhose back then did not respond to movement that way. He knew some woman hated wrinkles or bagging stockings so that provided another research project for the nylon chemists.When Billy was a sophomore, he got his first touch of pussy and nylons. Her name was Cindy. She was a slight little thing - probably a.