Finally, her legs stretch out and she points her toes towardsme.She cathces me lookingat her little feet and toes. I'm not going to lie, I find them a...tractive. Feels strange to say, a little wierd really, but it's true. There's a particularly wicked look in her eye as she slowly raises her right leg and stroked my penis with her soft toes. I can't quite describe the feeling beyond saying that it shoots a wave of pleasure through my body that makes everything else in world seem VERY. That was okay too. She lifted her hips, reached down and hiked her skirt up around her waist. The white skin of her thighs, still firm and smooth, showed above the flowered tops of her stockings. So did the neatly trimmed patch of brown curls between her legs. Sally really hated wearing panties.She ran her fingertips along the tops of her stockings. One finger touched a garter strap. The older woman lifted it and let in snap against her skin. Ouch! That was good. She pushed her legs wide apart. Bummer.The next time my friend and I were going to the golf range and I offered to drive, if he would meet me at my place after work. He seemed pretty happy to have me driving again. Still, as far as I could tell from either him or my wife nothing was happening.Suddenly I'm thinking it's true "third time's a charm". He asked if I wanted to go to the driving range again and offered to buy a couple of buckets of balls if I would drive. Suddenly my heart took one huge beat! Maybe this would be the. The battle must take place on the open field with both of you on horses. He will beat you at your first meeting." How badly must he beat me? I would not be surprised if he knocked me off my horse, but is that enough to make him the victor?" No, it isn't enough. In this kind of challenge, the only way that it can end is with one of the combatants dead. He would have to kill you, even if he knocked you off your horse, and you survived that encounter." In that case, I have already won! What do I.