..guess," Timmy gasped."Nylons?" Madge returned."How they looked hanging over the shower curtain rod, how the sunlightwould make them shine. And then...they felt so slippery," Timmy blathered."And then you wanted to try the nylons on to see how they felt? What didthey feel like Timmy?" Madge grilled."They felt...they were all shiny and tight and smooth and everything, and,and they felt... slippery somehow, and when my legs rubbed together theymade a high pitched zipping sound. The same sound. Meri omer 32 saal hai aur mai andhrapardesh vizak se hon par abhi 3 saal se banglore me job kar raha hon aur company k hi geust house me rahta hon,waise to maine bahot bar gays fun kar chuka hon laikin us muslim ladke k saat ka maza mai phir nahi le saka,bat aaj se 2 saal pahle ki hai jab hamari company me new imployes ke liye interwive chal rahe tha aur mai roz ki tarah office me hi tha.wahan bahar candidates me maine pahli bar sameer ko dekha,uski omer 22 ya 23 hogi gora rang average body bas. Not handsome. Not hunk. Not even a ‘my you’ve grown’. But wait, cute. She thinks I’m still cute. That’s actually good! I’m a cute boy. I blush yet again, but my long hair is blowing so much, that she probably can’t see my face well anyway.“Thanks, how’s school been? I hear you are a cheerleader,” duh, obviously, with that bod.She laughs again, “Yeah, I guess. You kiss any cute girls lately?”I assume someone other than my older sister, soon off to college. Sorry, digress. I kiss a girl? Ha! They. Her sleepy voice was so cute.Do I stick it in, and hope she's not mad? Or go rub one out in the shower?He vacillated back and forth for a minute. Much as he wanted to, and oh, did he ever want to, he couldn't be sure she was okay with it. He crept back, trying not to disturb her.Her eyes fluttered. She squinted around, eyes searching. "Babe?"Her eyes met his. "Timmy?" They dropped to his dick, hand still wrapped around it.A bright, welcoming smile blossomed on her face. She turned her hips,.