It felt incredible. I had worn tights before, but being there in Carole's bedroom, wearing Carole's dirty tights, with my cock harder than it had ever...been before as I touched myself through the gusset... I noticed my precum starting to leak through the nylon, which was stretched tight over my swollen bellend. I walked over to Carole's bedroom mirror and looked at myself, stark naked apart from these dirty tan tights. I rubbed my hands up and down my legs, loving the feel of the smooth fabric.. Then I saw that you were slowing down. I needed you to cum, Steven. Thank you.” Rosie laid her head on my chest and she was asleep less than a minute later.>>>>>>Rosie woke around eight that evening. We showered quickly and half an hour later we were dressed for dinner. We ate at the Tiki Terrace, KBH’s restaurant, sitting on the open air terrace where we could enjoy the nightly show. Tonight it was a trio that played tunes from the forties and fifties. Twice I led Rosie to the dance. He reached behind her head and grabbed onto a hank of hair as he rode her. She looked up at his face and saw the intense look and greedy hunger in his eyes as he fucked her. Seeing him like that excited her, as did the relentless pounding in her cunt. Her own juices started to join the lube, making her even slicker. He pulled her hair and pawed at her breast with his other hand. She moaned and spread her thighs further apart, inviting him. He responded by pumping harder and faster. His animal. Are you planning to live in London?" We are not fully decided," Rose temporised. "My husband is looking into opportunities with His Lordship's help." Should not be too difficult. Come to think of it, Anita Heyworth's house still has not sold. It is a charming property, right on the river." Should I know that name?" Rose asked."No, my dear. She retired from the stage in the '30s. She was exceedingly famous in her heyday and many considered her one of the most beautiful women of her time, along.