Ooh, nice and easy! Tights and easy!’ I peeked around, closed my eyes and bit my lip, my hands smoothing my legs and thighs as the man who had fired... my boyfriend, had his finger up my arse, through the precious leotard I was wearing for him. Indeed I’ve always worn leotards for men. I like wearing leotards and tights, as much as men like seeing me in them. I now shifted my hips left to right as he frigged me. The friction and the swish my legs made as they touched was divine. Oh my! How tight. Truthfully it was one of the first times I had met someone with her sexual appetite. As close to a nympho I had ever met up to that time in my life.We had our dinner and after cleaning up a bit we went to her bedroom with the tripod and camera all ready to go with the flip of a switch. Getting undressed for me was easy as I made sure everything was a loose fit. After my shirt came off she gave out a slight sigh and I started to undress her, top clothing first. Her tits were better than. .. if you get my meaning. Mom lay down facing the television directly before me on the couch, wiggling backward so that her back, buttocks and rear of her thighs was spooned into my own front. Her head lay upon the same pillow that I was using, but my lower arm was beneath her neck and she lay lower down so that I looked over the top of her head of messy short hair.I heard her mumble, "This is nice honey. We haven't done this since you were a kid." She made a content sigh and seemed to sink. I reachedaround and to my relief; I was able to unhook its clasp. I pulled thegarment forward and off of me, exposing my new breasts. For the firsttime, I could feel the weight of them pulling on me and I could see thenipples were getting hard. I reached and cupped the right breast andwatched in the mirror as it giggled in my hand. I then tweaked thenipple and a glorious sensation ran thru my body. It was incrediblyerotic. I could now see why my wife loved for me to massage her breastsduring.