Now as some of you may remember I like nothing more than a woman that wears tights and no knickers and as part of the deal with my wife was that if ev...r she met with any guys and I was going to watch her then she must weartights. She was happy with my request and the very night she got ready for her night out with her mystery men she wore black tights, a short skirt with a split up the back with a tiny tight top that made her tits look stunning.When she left the house my mind was racing as to. With a towel in hand, JC lays across the soaked bed, and lays down next to SSgt. No talking this time as they both fall into an exhausted sleep.Morning comes with the sun shining through the bedroom window. JC awakens to an empty bed. She gets up to get her bathrobe and then goes downstairs to find SSgt gathering his clothes, just as she sees her cell phone has a voicemail. “Hey baby! I just landed. I got a redeye out of San Diego and I’m just waiting on my bags. It’s just after 7am, so I’ll be. .. Yes, I guess you could pick me up after school.”). Our times together ranged from a tumble and grind on the living room floor or heavy necking and petting in the back seat surrounded by groceries to detailed lessons in the subtle nuances of cunnilingus after a luxurious bubble bath.It was in my senior year that I was mostly seeing a sweet, pixie-ish, little gymnastics jockette, my Laurie-lovey. She had a tight, compact body that was just adorable and a tongue I could not believe. I was a. Sliding down the zipper, she yanks them down, causing me to fall back onto the bed. My pants are gone, and Caroline is gently massaging my clit with two of her fingers. She spreads my open legs farther apart and begins licking my pussing outside of my lacy barrier. I squeal and writh as the pleasure is taken further when she hooks my underwear and pulls them quickly down. She lowers her head and burries her face between my legs. Her tongue slides in and out of my slit, and her fingers on the.