“ Marky I am not saying we have to fuck like crazy people all the time there is times for tender love making too but you have to deliver and give me...satisfaction”He looked at me with anger but was controlling it and asked me what I did was so great. I explained that when I am with a woman I can’t get off until she does. I treat them like the passionate a****ls they are not the preconceived idea that women are angelic and sweet and need to be respected and treated as delicate flowers all the. I just loved the feel of the nylon fabric as I stroked my cock, ejaculating into the toe area of the stocking. After ruining several pairs of mother's stockings (I'm sure she knew I was using them), I started saving the ones that she threw away because of runs. Once I saw mother washing her stockings using Woolite, I started doing the same with the ones I had. They lasted a lot longer and I started gathering a supply. I really loved the black stockings. I don't know why but I loved them on. She went on holidays the next day and I moved to another building. Today was the first time that I had seen her again ... and boy had she changed into a mature little beauty.“I owed you heaps for helping me ... and I never knew your name to get back in touch” she explained. Deciding to leave the rest of the story for later, I drew her back into another passionate kiss with my hands wandering all over her soft skin, including her nice shapely ass. After a few minutes we broke lip contact to. I suddenly recognized the song — “Molly Malone” — Mike and Mickey O’Brien had been singing it outside of Matty’s Bar. At that same instance Rebecca stopped humming and stepped up beside Rosie. I knew without knowing how I knew what they had planned for me.I looked from one to the other; they were both smiling at me, judging the exact moment. Rosie moved me from vertical to horizontal and Rebecca winked and took me into her mouth just as I exploded.Rosie tightened her two-handed grip and.