Cam followed his cock (duh) and got into position between the woman's nylon-clad legs and he d****d his hands over them. He'd always liked nylons, but...Rosa refused to wear them, calling them 'white girl shit'.Veronica asked, "Like my nylons, stud?" Yeah," Cam said, loving how soft they were."Does our slut ever wear them?" Veronica asked, as Rosa still held his cock right at the portals to her pussy canal."No, ma'am, never," Cam answered. "She thinks they're a white woman thing." Does she say. I poured it on her knees and then applied a little pressure on her knees and started massaging her leg downwards. She had a very small amount of hair on her leg which was silky smooth to massage. And the shape of her legs shows that she was an active sports woman in her college. Her legs were a bit heavy but I couldn’t feel much of any stiffness anywhere in her leg just the plumpness and smoothness of a woman's leg with a bit of small hair. I did the massaging for almost an hour, it was a. Revenge is a dish best eaten cold, it is said, and I maintained an icy exterior beneath a raging fury as I knocked loudly on the door of Bailey’s residence.I waited, my temper building at the delay, and was about to hammer on the door with the hilt of my broadsword when the door opened.Mrs Bailey stood on the threshold, dressed as if she had just come from bed, with her hair unbound, cascaded over her shoulders. Her red, flushed, face and heavy breathing suggested she had been disturbed from an. " I agreed and shut off the TV before I got off the couch myself and headed for my own bathroom.Wonder of wonders I finished my shower first. Maybe it was because I didn't wash my hair but whatever the reason I was already dried off and lying in bed when Jason opened my bedroom door and walked in. I had a mix of emotions when I saw that he was already naked. I got a better look at him this time than I had when we woke up and I don't think any woman would be disappointed by what I saw. He was.