Or the slight spreading of thighs, a signal to continue the journey.How much I loved the feel of nylon against my skin. My mouth kissing and licking, ...easing as it reached the soft skin at the top of a stocking or exploring her through pantyhose, hoping there were no panties. And the feel against my face or over my shoulders....We smiled at each other nervously, each still wondering. Did the other want more?She smiled at me, just a bit nervously and took my hand, leading me to the stairs. I. I banged into her hard and fast, her arse wobbled all over as I pounded her, her huge tits swung around under her. I thrusted deeper harder and faster, she turned her head round and said "fuck me you bastard", she sounded so sexy it drove me to fuck her harder still. She moved her hand down and started to rub her clit as my cock thrusted in and out of her hungry pussy. I pumped away for a few minuets, by now I didn't care who caught us. After a couple of minutes banging away I felt her tence. I didn’t know what she had planned, but I agreed. I put together a sandwich, poured myself some tea, and left for the living room.I sat on the only chair in front of the fireplace, pulled the coffee table close enough to set my plate on, and watched the two women.Alyssa sat down. Her face was stern, but she was calm. “Mom, Seth has told me things I am having difficulty believing. I need you to either confirm what he told me or tell me the truth.”Mom glanced sideways at me. “What did Seth tell. ’ ‘I can’t imagine you would,’ agreed Frances, who of course herself had a similar honour. ‘What a girl! And she does so many good things for charity too. But returning to Innocence. That’s a magazine that’s come into its own in recent editions. I know you were very brave to experiment in one edition with more artistic concerns, but it’s now a much more mainstream magazine. Is that how you would prefer it to be?’ ‘I am always led by my readership and of course my loyal fans. It’s they who have.