After a few minutes I went back to her lips as she moved away from me, her hand was rubbing my erection as she smiled and bent down in front of me, pu...ling down my zip I unbuttoned my jeans and they fell down.She was quick to pull my undies down and my cock was now clearly visible, as she gripped my hard on she dipped me into her mouth, she’d obviously done this before as she was doing a great job. But that wasn’t what I wanted and after a few minutes I pulled her up by her elbows, as she stood. She was holding a cellophane packet of what looked that panty hose. She saw my confused look and pulled the stockings from the package. “These are a cross between panty hose and gartered stockings,” she said, holding them up for me to see. Indeed, they looked like panty hose except that they had an open area below the hips. Continuous straps connected the waist band to the stocking legs. “You can wear these conveniently just like garters and stockings… you know, with easy access when needed…. We sat for a moment gazing at each other."Well?" I asked. It wasn't aggressive, but we had to start somewhere, and she was the one power-dressing, so she could make her sales pitch.She sat for a long moment, as if unsure how to put it, and when she did speak it was calm, and she held my eyes the whole time."Allan, can you guarantee that no matter how ugly our talks get, we'll keep meeting, until we reach some sort of agreed conclusion?"I thought about it. We were joint parents, and would have. So this is our tribute to you, Martha Jean Baby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here And maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave here I poured it on and I poured it out I tried to show you just how much I care I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout But.