Nazareth reached up and pulled it from his grasp. Several pages were filled with sketches of the roller girl, everything from her skates and legs to t...he look on her face when she spoke to him. ‘I did realise you could draw like that. Perhaps you’re in the wrong career.’ ‘Very funny Ken. I was just relaxing.’ Nazareth turned the sketch pad onto its face. ‘Aha. Right. Just came in to see how you were doing.’ Nazareth shrugged. ‘It’s going fine. The drawings should be finished for the meeting. "Then we can arrive separately a few minutes apart." With the plan set up I booked in around fourish and settled at a table in the hotel lounge to enjoy an afternoon coffee. Behind my tinted glasses and wig I spotted Beverly's sister busy on a mobile phone. I did not need to look for Beverly's arrival. Throughout the lounge heads turned as Beverly trotted up the steps. Eyes hungrily followed her to reception and I sighed to myself as she disappeared into the lift. Her older sister had. Women look even more beautiful when in bed. I moved myself so that I could position in a way that I could hump her. But my priority at that moment was to feel her breast. I held one of her breast and gave it a squeeze it was too much and it hurt her she gave out a slight shriek and I was scared if someone heard it. I told her not to make noise. I wasn’t getting a good feel on her breast through the layers of her churidar. I asked her to take her top off and she said in a firm way no. And when. She stood up straight and had the most wonderful walk that made her butt cheeks swish back and forth. I loved looking at mother's legs, clothed in nylon stockings that were still the everyday wear for many women. Pantyhose were making their way through the market and lots of girls at school wore them but not mother.Now to be perfectly honest, I had been masturbating, using mothers stockings for years. I just loved the feel of the nylon fabric as I stroked my cock, ejaculating into the toe area.