Most all of them are with girls. However, since I was 'alone with my fetish', I felt there was something wrong with me and 'was I gay?'. I didn't fe...l like it. However, since I was a very fit young man with a raging, large penis, I spent simply so many hours masturbating in front of mirrors and things to look at my panytyhose, that the sight of an erect penis in pantyhose or tights, really turns me on. Probably conditioning from so much time seeing that image. Also in the early Leg Show. Wet squishy sounds emanated from between her legs as I touched her tenderly and explored the very slippery folds of her small pussy. Bringing my fingertips to my own mouth I tasted her juice, sniffed her scent, savoring the erotic moment as Ronnie’s breathing returned to a normal pace. “Oh you sweet girl,” I whispered into her ear. “You are so beautiful.” Moving a strand of hair away from her neck, I kissed the soft damp skin behind her ear and trailed kisses along her neck. She arched her. ‘Why?’ ‘I don’t know, I shouldn’t be. You deserve it. Go ahead and take it.’ ‘Take it? I don’t want to take it. I thought you wanted to give it.’ This whole scene was getting a little weird. Tom slipped the hand out and patted her hip. ‘I’m just trying to figure out what you want from me. After last night, I thought you’d like me to return the favor.’ He gathered his legs under him to stand. ‘If you’re not interested, stop teasing me.’ ‘No, wait.’ Willow grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. She served them to me and sat beside me and we talked about a lot of general things. I unknowingly dropped an empty cup. It fell on the floor right in between us. She bent down to pick it up and what I saw gave me an instant hard on. She had also removed her bra when she changed to a nightie. Although I couldn’t see her nipples, but I got an ample view of her breasts. They were exactly of the same shape and size that of my mothers. After all, she was my mother’s younger sister. She somewhat.