I teased her with my fingers by gliding up and down her wet, now swollen lips. Her hips lifted from the blanket and I could feel nails now, digging in...o my chest. Her thighs opened and with a quick pull I tore the annoyance of her panties off. My hand worked now in concert with my mouth, sucking lips and teasing teeth timed with the curl of fingers and thumb around her clit. Carrie moaned again, more loudly, her body shuddering and small orgasms swept up from her thighs and radiated pleasure. She was going to cum and drench his fingers with her slick juices. He seemed to know this and he leaned over her one shoulder, his breath rapid, his heartbeat matching her own, together meshed in this moment; one bite on her shoulder and she came, convulsing in his arms. Sweat beading on their foreheads and damping their hair, he kissed her neck, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and while never breaking eye contact, without any verbal words said, he pushed her down before him. Her hand. I wore shiny pantyhose and either silky panties or a silky slip under my clothes everywhere I went. I was out going door to door when I came to house that had a man in his late 40's working on a Harley in his drive way. On that day I had worn a shiny tan pair of exercise tights with some white silky panties over top of them that were a size too big. I liked the way they slid around with ease on my shiny hose covered cock. Anyway, as I approached him he stood up and wiped his hands off. I did my. A nice pair of arms were disclosed, a big pair of breasts flashed out, a glimpse of a fine thigh was shown, and as her things dropped off, and she stopped to pick them up, with her face towards me; her laced chemise dropped, opened, and I saw darkness at the end of the vista between her two breasts.A pull up of the stockings and garters, disclosed other glimpses of the thighs and surroundings. Then she sat on the pot, pissed and looked at me, whilst I sat in fear, saying nothing, doing nothing,.