Just as I feared, however, she slowly pulled her right foot out of pantyhose enough so just the filthy foot part that was up against her foot sweat fo... ten days was completely off her feet, and then cut that part off with the scissors. She then pulled the nylons back out so her sweaty foot was bare and exposed. The left foot was still encased in the pantyhose. I saw her slowly, cruelly turn the sweat soaked foot part of the pantyhose inside-out and roll it up tightly so the sweat was facing. JK started to pump his hips back and forth to rock his length in the stranger’s throat. Almost 10-15 minutes or so and he felt a tingle and pressure building in his balls to know, soon he will be shooting his load in the stranger’s throat. He was mesmerized, he had not enjoyed any sex for well over 2 years other than masturbation, if it was to be considered a kind of sex. He hoped that the stranger would swallow as his last partner did suck but never took his load in his mouth and flatly. Everything was right. It felt so good. I was withering with the passion of the moment. I had no other thought than to shoot my load for Anita's eyes. I was so close, and then I had a mini orgasm. The kind where there is no ejaculation, the cock goes semi-hard, and the head gets super sensitive.I needed to begin again if I was to build to a second and full orgasm. Anita seemed to sense my need and increased her visual stimuli by pulling her shorts up by the cuff to expose her mound as she. It was pouring rain the whole day and we were standing under the extended roof of the entrance. “I went to the hairdresser yesterday,” she smiled when she saw my frowned look. “I took off 5 inches and got it highlighted.” “Wow, 5 inches? No way.” Her hair still reached her shoulders, and now that she mentioned it, I could see the bright color that weaved through her brown hair. “You look awesome,” I smiled. “Thanks; I am even getting a tan.” She stretched out her arm to show me. “See!” I.