I could smell them fresh. I was losing control but I knew I couldn’t do much. I was so afraid to even sexting on phone forget talking directly. I wa...s feeling dizzy now.My dick told me to try something even if its stupid. Now I had a flash of my mind. Can I check her laptop again because that’s where I found the porn? If she has watched again I should get a clue. I told, “Didi I think something’s wrong with the phone. I think I can try connecting the laptop and try solving it.”She was again. Ken noticed me holding the pantyhose and said “What the hell man? You got a thing for pantyhose?” I looked Ken in the eyes and said “Yes, I do. I want this box of pantyhose. Don’t give them back to Lisa.” Ken half laughed and said yeah right Michael. You aren’t jacking off with her pantyhose even if she is my ex. It’s too weird.” “No, really, I do. I’m serious Ken. I have a huge pantyhose fetish. I wear them. I’m not going to be thinking about Lisa. I’m going to be thinking about wearing nice. Kneeling over you and kissing your arms. Down… Down… Then you’re forehead. Every inch down to your lips… Down to your neck… Kissing the hollow in your throat… You’re ticklish with my gentle but insistent kisses. Down… Kissing your chest. Working down… Kissing the top of your tits. Your back arching up to my mouth. One of my hands running up your thigh. Then snapping the suspender against you. Stinging you slightly. Hand sliding up onto your arse as my other pins your hands down. Groping.. I really appreciate the view, and your nipples look like they'd like to be set free. I'd like to see more of them later. But for now, shall we get going? I'm hungry."Jason then took her hand to lead her to his car. Once there he helped her into the passenger seat. He then went around the car and slid in behind the steering wheel. As he settled into the car's seat, he looked at Sharon's tits again and thought, 'Perhaps I can get a good look at that pussy later tonight as well.'Sharon gasped and.