"You know, if you wantthat slippery feel you need to wear vintage nylon garter stockings andnot heavy support pantyhose you had on," she said casually...but Timmydidn't answer."I also noticed you're getting a bit of wispy hair on your legs. Ifyou're going to try nylon stockings you really should shave your legsdear, the hose will feel so much better then," she assured. But Timmywas still unnerved, embarrassed from the bedroom encounter, at what she'dcaught him doing. There were only three. I pulled her up and kissed her lips.“Malini…tere jaisi aurat bahut kum hote hain. Mera tere saath relationship kuch aur hi hai. Main ye kabhi nahin bhool sakta ki tu ne Nirmala ki virginity mere ko diya.”(Very few women are like you. We have a different relationship. I can never forget that you offered Nirmala’s virginity to me)She rested her head back on my chest while continuing to rub my cock.“You did not reply to my question?”“Which one, dear?”“About Reena.”“What do you want me to answer? I. I really wanted to remember this night forever, and began to look atevery detail of Paul. His hair was cut very short as required by themilitary. It was dark, but I could see that a few grey hairs had startedto grow in. His eyes were a dark grey and I found it very hard not tojust spend my time staring longingly deep into them.I could stop myself no longer, and felt that I had to kiss him again.Reaching up, my hand grasped his wonderfully strong angled jaw and Idirected it down in the direction. He hung his head in shame as heremembered all that had happened in the last few hours and remembered,too, that he was wearing a pair of pretty panties.Anxious to somehow get in her good graces again he looked up at her andforced a smile. "Oh gee, mother, I'm sure Lindsey would look great inthat dress." Maybe so," said Lisa, "But I was just thinking about making it forsomeone else. Come with me." With that Lisa whipped through the doors andan hour later Frankie emerged carrying bags stuffed with.