She was slim and had long legs, made more so by high heels. She was a true fantasy. In years to come, alcohol paid its toll and she piled the weight o..., but even now in her mid 70s she turns the odd head.Back to my story. One such Friday, she finished work early, and started her routine getting ready. She would pop over to say hi to my Mum, and would smile and flirt with me. She was always very tactile and open about her womanhood. She loved guys looking. I certainly was one of them."Out. Once I'd eaten and cleaned up my tiny kitchen I was to bag up all my boyclothes and take them out to the road to be collected the next day bythe refuse lorry. I was almost crying while I did all this, and a coupleof boys walked past and jeered at me. I shuffled back in on the highheeled slippers.Next I was the hang all the items from the delivery in my wardrobe. Iwas to wear the black PVC bra with cut-outs for my nipples matchingblack panties, a black chiffon blouse which buttoned up the back. “I’m gonna go. I’ll be back soon, I promise.” I said, turning towards the door.“Wait!” Came Kayla’s voice.“You OK?” I asked, turning around just as Kayla tackled me.“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for coming for us. For me.” Kayla sobbed as she wrapped her arms around me.I put my arms around her and held her for a moment as she buried her head into my chest.I’d never really had a girlfriend, so I really didn’t know what to do. I just held her until her breathing became more normal.“Try not to. “Now that we finally have some privacy let's see that toy up close and personal,” Her pussy said licking its lips.“Are you crazy?” Stephanie through her hand between her legs as her pussy playfully licked her hand.“Honey, I’m dying to try this out. Please, I’ll make it quick,” Her pussy begged.Knowing that she wouldn’t leave easy without making a scene, she caved and opened the package. Her nipples went erect and began moving on their own just like before. Startled, Stephanie grabbed her.