I took a proper grip on my cock in my pantyhose and began to wank it faster. I was going to cum soon and I told her so. She leaned in closer and said ...go for it as she loved to see the cum spurt. I wanked faster and suddenly my cum began to spurt through the nylon. I moaned with pleasure as spurt after spurt of cum soaked my pantyhose. This was the best wank I had ever had. The woman reached in through the window and rubbed her fingers on my cum covered pantyhose and scooping some up she began. So we popped open a couple of beers and reminisced about everything except that day that held my attention from so long ago. You told me about your messy divorce and how happy you were with your new girlfriend, Joan. I told you anecdotes from the biology lab, which weren't nearly as interesting, but you laughed anyway. You were being sweet, damn you. We had a couple of more beers, and told more tales. By the time we got around to talking about food, we were too tipsy to drive, so we ordered. My pussy was so wet and begging for his cock I could have slid around on the floor with it. He was moving his head and his eyes was closed as he squeezed my titties and I sucked even harder. He pinched my nipples. I could taste his pre cum. I knew what that meant. I had to SUCK HARDER. My titties are big he was enjoying them. My top over my titties and bouncy. I felt him change his stroke in my mouth. I pulled it out and aimed at my nipples. He shot his load on my titties seem like it was. His hips flared out nicely from a wonderfully narrow waist; his teardrop-shaped ass curved perfectly. His ample breasts were two ideal globes that would never sag, droop or lose their shape. Dainty hands with long, feminine fingers were at the end of his newly-graceful arms. His new face was long, slim, and featured two full lips in a slightly pouty expression with an upturned nose, big green glass eyes, and well-defined cheekbones. A long red wig sat atop his new plastic head. From head to.