My fingers encountered a garment that felt very sensuous and I pulled it free of the tangle of dirty washing. It was a pair of footless tights, black ...ut very sheer. I had noticed that a lot of women were getting around in tights or leggings as they called them, they were quite the fashion trend at the moment. As a 'leg and ass man' I was hardly likely not to notice. But these tights seemed very sheer; almost as sheer as pantyhose.A rather large label was attached to the waistband and I read it. (similar to a thong) I take a lock pad and lock it around my scrotum, sort of stretching my balls as it tugs.So this is where it REALLY gets fun: So, I am plugged with vibrations and a wedgie holding it in tight, I put on some clothes and Head out the door with my jar of frozen cum! Every motion I make, just walking and swaying back and forth makes me verbally moan out loud. I only hope I don't run into anyone i know!I then hop on my bike and start riding it to a forest trail. I get off, lock. Next month of my b’day we planned for one more trip, I went to pick her up post her exams, we planned to go to roorkee and booked 2 rooms there for fun time, picked her up from her college and we took a take away pizza and drove down to roorkee, during the drive we had pizza from her lips and a lot of smooched, cuddling, playing with her boobs etc.Till we reached the hotel, checked into the hotel and post shower we both joined each other in my room, she came wearing her short cute nighty with. Irina had been somewhat awed by Peterson's take-charge attitude. He was not necessarily arrogant, but he gave off an aura of confident determination, one that had started to touch something deep inside of her. It did not hurt that he was very physically fit and very handsome in a rugged way, despite the few scars in somewhat discreet locations across his body. He had so obviously been a man of violence at one time, perhaps a Soldier.Irina had basically been owned all of her life. She had had.