“Shh… Dry mouth from the nylon.”Replacing her glass, she scooped his hands in hers and placed them palms up by his side. She stroked his forearm..., circling her fingertips and tracing the blue network of veins. Then she placed both her hands on his cock. She watched him hold his breath. Smugly, she waited – waited until he lifted his head, brow furrowed.A broad grin creased her pretty face and, slinking snakelike, she brushed her tits over his thighs. The nylon, coarser than skin, tickled her. “I know” says Lynn “it’s all my fault I’ve been teasing you for years, I just loved the way you would blush whenever you came for the money for the papers, you would be bright red and it was obvious you had a hard on, “I’m sorry”. Andrew replies “it’s just that I dream of this most nights, of running my hand up your legs in those black seamed stockings, feeling your tits and kissing you, I’m just so turned on and excited it’s like all my Christmases coming together at once whenever we visit. I saw her cheeks begin to flush and glow red. My fully erect cock is just a little over seven inches long, and is quite thick in its girth, extending from a thin bed of light wispy brown pubes at the base that hid nothing. It was now twitching slightly in time with my nervous breathing and rapid heart beat. The purple head poked through the foreskin, partly hidden behind its sheath. My ball sack hung loosely below between my slightly open thighs. "Oh…my…God!" I heard her mutter quietly to. . he just liked to eat and hang around with Archie.Cora could see that Ethel was completely distraught over the news. No surprise there, Cora had lost count of the times Ethel would make some plan or strategy to try getting Jughead's attention, only to see it fail.Cora had managed to get Ethel to agree to take a year off before heading to university herself. Cora believed Ethel needed the break to get more confident in herself, to see her own potential. If she let Ethel head right into.