I was intrigued as to why he was wearing them but I didn't think ill of Mr Williams at all and being at that inquisitive age just carried on asking qu...estions ''But why Mr Williams what are you wearing them for'' He looked guilty and was taking ages to answer me so I teased him by saying ''Do you wear them to masturbate in Mr Williams'' there I had said it ......I knew dam well even at my age that men would often wear hosiery and masturbate as I had seen them in the public toilets I visited when. With both hands I pulled her pants and panties down over her hips and stared at her pussy. Her lips were full and pink, covered with a close cropping of black hair. Her scent filled my nostrils and all I could mutter was "beautiful." I pulled her pants all the way down and she kicked them aside. I let my hands glide up the inside the thighs of this now half-naked woman. She put one foot up on the couch and opened herself to me. I licked the moistness from her thighs and kissed her softly on her. She hadn’t changed when she got home. Knowing that she would be ‘engaged’ tonight, she had got on with her assignments; it hadn’t really taken long.Martin entered quietly and was watching as she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at her bottom, larger than the others, perhaps not as firm as it should be; but her breasts balanced her bigger bottom nicely. Her bust was large, and she knew he liked breasts, he’d looked at her a few times. Her stomach was flat and she allowed herself to. At the hips were small little tuffs of ruffles that ended in a beautiful pair of silky black lace thong that eased up my ass. I heard the key rattle in the door, I pushed the stool down and into my chair and stood, flipping my long dark hair over my shoulder and adjusting my sexy outfit so my husband would get the entire effect of sexy body. He pushed the door open with his back to me as I stood in the living room. He walked into the kitchen and laid his stuff on the kitchen table. I stood very.