All she had on underneath was a red garter belt and black stockings. She was wearing a pair of 4-inch heels that put her at 6-ft tall and had her long...red hair pulled up in a bun. Each time she took a step the slit on the dress opened up showing the top of her stockings where they attached to her garters. She wore more make-up than she'd ever wear to work with dark eye-liner & eye-shadow and a dark red lip-stick we jokingly called prostitute red and matching nail polish. This all giving her. I’ve been keeping an eye out.” “Do you think maybe he did find them and is keeping quiet on it?” “No. Not Gregg. He couldn’t do that.” The last person I wanted to think about, much less talk about, was Gregg. “So what are you wearing?” she asked. “Jeans.” “And nothing else?” “Just jeans.” “Nice,” I said. There was a long pause next. I. She needed to be made love to desperately and was thrilled how big and hard he was! Dennis’s hands continued moving over Mrs. Tillman’s body without pattern. He was turned on, confused, and more excited than he believed it was possible to be! He wished he knew what to do, how to make love to this stunning woman, but he didn’t. Lois gently urged the young man onto his back, then she knelt atop him, raised her hips and guided his swollen, veined shaft to the need-dampened lips of her vagina.. Double penetration, blowjobs, anal sex.... it was all in there laid out before her eyes...We held our breath, trembling with excitement. What would she do next? Would she take to it? Would she put the magazine back in horror and run away in disgust?She studied the magazine intently, leafing through the pages slowly as if reading one of her picture books. She was transfixed. My wife giggled in delight. "Oh baby" she said as she covered her mouth in suppressed excitement. "I think she likes it..".