I could almost see to the top of her legs but not quite, I was desparate for her to move slightly,to increase the width between her kness to expose he... legs further and confirm my fantisy that she did indeed wear stockings and suspenders. As I carried on working glancing every second or so at Vickys nylon clad legs she said "can you see ok down there" Wow - I thought, if only you knew what my reply would love to be. She then added that the desk top computer may be blocking my light. I wasted no. “I wasn’t upset last week because of what I saw you doing, it just brought back memories of your granda”“I sorry gran, I didn‘t mean to”“No, they were happy memories Tom. Your granda and I sometimes looked at his books in there as well”“Really” “Yes really, you still have them urges and feelings when you are old as well Tom”“REALLY”“Do you like the pictures or the stories?” gran asked“I like the stories mainly and the photos of the readers wife’s”“Do you like the models posing?”“Not really, to. Soon he has Emma dressed in a mid-knee three-quarter sleeved violet dress. Her lingerie is the same shade, not that anyone would see it. Well, perhaps a hint of the shelf bra as the neckline of the dress is rather low, showing off her breasts to their fullest. Her legs tan and lotioned do not need stockings tonight, and the high heels are just a shade lighter than her dress, which matches the clutch purse Donald has chosen for her tonight.Donald dresses in a dark grey suit, with a lighter. I looked down past my jiggling breasts and watched his hard cock twitch and jerk with every movement of my reaming. I studied how his face contorted in an expression of pain mixed with pleasure. His hole was wide open and I pounded him until I was nearly exhausted. He began to beg me to let him jerk himself, beg me to jerk him, anything just please allow him to cum. I glanced at the woman with the camera and nodded my head. She had gotten out of the chair when I had turned him over and was.