Bringing some of juices up to my ass to lube it a bit and give it an easier access. Probing with his finger inside me and then replaced his dick with ...is fingers. I never used to be into anal, but lately it got me off so fast, must the forbidden idea behind it. “I love that tight as of yours. Maybe we should use some of your many toys on your pussy so it doesn’t feel left out.” He left the bed to go to the closet that contained all of my toys and of course he chose the one with the strongest. .I can almost feel your cock on the insides of my stockinged legs, my shoes, caressing the inside of my ankles...I really want to see it getting stiffer by the minute...work your way up me...lick the insides of my soft thighs and graze the head of your ever hardening cock across my lacy stocking tops, that's right.I could oil my feet and wank your hard member in between them slowly. So slowly. Bending my flexible legs to put that hardness near my hot wet pussy. My scent is Chanel and pussy. “Like I promised. Anything within my power.”“Oh, I remember,” she smiled.“Can I ask about the ink on your hand?” she asked, holding up my hand.“It just magically appeared!” I laughed.“It did NOT!” she replied with a soft laugh and squeezed my hand.“Do you know Patrick Shaughnessy’s daughter, Aimee?”“Sure. How did you meet her?”“She’s working on some kind of pilot certification. She flew up to Chicago and back with her dad sitting in the co-pilot seat. She took a few minutes to talk to me and. .. time, and I didn't ... didn't want to ... to spoil it," she finally managed to get out. Her skinny jeans were down to her boot tops, as were her panties. She had removed her coat when we entered the room."Have you finished?" I asked."Yes, for the time being." I'll help you up and move you out to the bed," I told her."Okay." I got her up and pulled up her panties, but left the jeans down. I needed to carry her out to the bed."Do you want me to remove your boots?" Yes, and my pants and ....