"Then they were all over my ass about my ticket. Hell, Dad said he wascool with it and knows I drink," Kris said. "Come on let's get moving!"We headed...out with me following close behind since Kris had directions toScott's house. What was supposed to be an hour trip turned into more likean hour and half with Scott's directions missing a turn along with a stopat a liquor store. You'd think one of us with our phones would have usedthe GPS but we didn't and relied on Scott instead. We pulled into. Why don't you follow it up, you may get lucky. If she done to me what she did to you I would." What if it was my mother?" I'd still follow it up." God Simon, you are pussy mad." So are you. Remember what we said, pussy is pussy no matter where it is and remember we share." You want to share your own mother?" Why not, come on let's get inside."So that was the first contact with Hilary. The second came at the wake which was held in Simon's home.I went up stairs to use the toilet in Simon's. It had only been a week, but it felt like months. I can't get enough of her, even if I could see her every day. She must have some sort of voodoo doll in my likeness hidden away that she rubs her pussy with because she has a spell on me. I can't get her off my mind. I'm constantly thinking of the next time I can look into her eyes, kiss her perfect lips, and taste her delicious skin. And it was going to happen...After pulling up and parking next to my vehicle, we proceeded to get into her back. Instead, they wrinkled at the ankles and knees when their feminine wearers moved ever so slightly.Having a woman wear nylons for sex wasn't enough for Roger though. He had to experience them. He practically ingested them. He wanted to smell and taste them on her. He wanted to rub himself all over them. He loved to have a woman on her back in the missionary position with his erect cock deep in her slippery, wet pussy and receive her nylon clad feet together over his face, nose and lips. He.