It was black, narrow, and ruffled, with four garters. I clipped it in front of me and then turned it around, settling it around my waist comfortably. ...hen I picked up the sheer black stockings I noticed that they were control top hose, so the garter belt wasn't actually necessary. "Ha," I thought wryly, "as if any part of this outfit is 'necessary.' Well, maybe the shoes," I added to myself.Then I had an odd thought. The shoes were mine and they were a necessity. What Ken had provided was not.. She took all of her clothes off except for a G string and always made it a point to only let me see her from behind. I loved it as she had a killer ass though. I really liked it as it felt very different from female pussy and she loved it as well. After that, every time I visited her, it was the same thing…we went to her room, took off our clothes except for she always left her undies or g-string on. She would give me killer head and then get up on an old wooden bed on all fours, pull her. You look back at the monitor to double check what you thought you saw. As you listen to me coax my balls closer and closer to forcing their load out in what you know will be several forceful and massive gushes, you slip your finger into your wetness and tease your hard clit. You look back down from behind the chair and see that I am within seconds of the first shot being fired.Your finger rapidly rubs your clit and your juices flow more readily as your own stimulation does it's job.You're. The strange thing is to actually get her on the phone is very difficult. She always has an excuse for why she can't talk which is very suspicious but for now I'm going along with the program.We decide to meet in this exclusive bar on the boardwalk for lunch and drinks the following Sunday afternoon. Again she comes late, almost an hour and I was kinda annoyed when she got there. She was wearing this tight white mini dress and her nipples were hard as rocks when she walked in so I gave her a.