.." she said, "...if we rubbed our nylon clad legstogether!"Oh fuck. The pub suddenly felt very hot and I quietly wanted the groundto open up and swal...low me. But this was the 'naughty' Clare that Iquietly loved!Before I could think any further she then began recounting a story ofher own from her university days about a boyfriend of hers. She told methat for fun she had explored dressing him up in her underwear and shehad been fascinated by the sheer control that she had over him,particularly. I lead him over to my chair , he begins to take off his clothes...as soon as I hear him slip off his pants I know that big black club of a cock is just hanging out there for me...I resist the urge to suck it straight away , I stand up besides him , both of us naked , I move in close and begin licking and sucking on his nipples...he always smells good and clean , like ivory soap and polo red...I feel his great big hands reach behind me and begin to squeeze my ass...his great cock , at about half. "Point is, we can do anything we want with this. Any color, metallics. It's non-toxic, based on a natural, sticky substance that they've enhanced. The stickiness goes away when it reaches body temperature. Easy on, easy off." Would you come over here, please? Can I touch it?" Saul asked.Heather stood again, stepped out of her skirt. Her thighs were striped, one leg horizontally, the other vertically. Her buttocks were checked in black and white. She walked around the table and sat on it in. "Even in his excitement Adam caught the "For right now." He nodded, unable to trust his voice.The pair of women were kissing deeply now. Soft moans could be heard as they did. Janey's blouse fell away. Moments later her slacks slid down her legs. She pried her shoes loose and stepped out of them and those fallen slacks, leaving her clad only in white cotton panties and a plain bra.Paula kicked her flats away and her slacks joined the growing pile on the floor. Janey tugged and now Paula's.