She could feel herself starting to get wet and secretly urged his hands to cross the miniscule distance and slip inside her. She was surprised at the ...urn that her thoughts had taken, she knew it had been awhile since she had been laid but that didn't really account for how horny she was. She was still musing to herself when she felt the tip of his finger caress the outer lips of her vagina, tentatively at first, and then more insistent when she failed to comment on his presence. She spread her. The woman had put her tights on, and now picked up a second pair. "Whats she doing with those?" my ex asked. As the female on screen began to pull the tights over her head, my ex looked at me wondering what she was upto. "Are you into this?" she asked. "Very much so" I replied, as I started to kiss her neck. With the nyloncovering her torso, the woman picked up a stocking and pulled it on her head covering her face. She then started to to feel herself, then make herself comfortable on a bed and. I nearly fainted in ecstasy as I watched her tongue lick the lastremnants of my sissy-cream from her full, red lips. She then returnedher attention to our guest. "It's something that no amount of physicalpain or pleasure could ever achieve in your... boys." You can stop now, Countess. I am convinced." As our guest rose from hischair, he propped a small, black business card upon the mantelpiece. "Iam sure Francis will not like it, but you have won. Congratulations."That said, he took his leave. A fantasy... one he often role played in his head as he pounded some MILF in nylons.He drove around for a few minutes, replaying the shocking revelation, hearing his mother's nasty words, his cock already hard again.He pulled into the driveway, got out again, and headed into the house making sure to slam the door loud enough that his parents would hear him as he called out, "Hello!"Sarah, who was just dr****g a nightie over her head, gasped, "Emmett's home."Gerald was already in his pajama.