Nancy hadn’t been at all so understanding. Really, Nancy was a possessive bitch.Wearing shoes, Chloe walked through the living room, where Todd was ...orking, to the kitchen in the back of the house. Nancy looked up at her. Chloe opened the door. Nobody could be in the yard to see her, and it wasn’t all that cold out. Still, she stood behind the door and shivered while Nancy sauntered out into the yard. The look she gave Chloe was as explicit as if the message had been engraved: “You’re not in. Friends who cannot wait for the next email or text, who smile in a goofy way when one arrives. Through ups and downs, joys and disappointments, we were friends. And we loved each other. Sure, there were reasons never to have reached that unlikely result. I was old enough to be her father. We were married, although to other people. However, we were also a lot alike, subject to the same weaknesses, dealing with the same sources of unhappiness. Struggling with frustrations that seemed mirror. A few bong hits later, and the mellow, calming euphoria from the weed melted into something more intense. Her whole body was electrified with a pulsating current unlike any other. She looked around and could tell her friends were starting to feel the subtle change as well. Her pupils dilated and she felt a warm glow radiating through her extremities. She realized she was involuntarily smiling from ear to ear.She stood up and walked, no, glided over to the window. The cool glass felt like. Laid out before me is a pair of pantyhose, thin black ones. I can see all their smiles and before I know it one horny fucker has taken them to help me put them on. Needless to say my cock is pretty much hard already as the nylon slides up my feet, legs and thighs. When all is done they all admire my hard cock beneath the pantyhosed layer.One guy comes close to me, all dressed up in a hot sexy lady outfit, I can see his short but thick cock bulging out of the red panties hes wearing. Here is.