I felt his hand circling the tight sheen of my pert arse, making a soft swishy sound over my skintight leotard. I even felt his hard bulge against one... of my nylon buttocks. Fuck me, I wanted this hunk. ‘Fuck, I love your tights. I love your legs in tights. I love wearing tights. I love stealing tights. I love sniffing tights,’ John panted, in between our treacherous smooch. I cupped the back of his head and looked into his eyes, with a sexy, fuck-me smirk. ‘Is that so, my perverted darling?’ I. She then turned her back to Adam and lowered and took off her jodhpurs and even before she started to lower her knickers, there was some visual evidence of the whipping that he had given her, but when her glorious arse was completely bare, the marks were plainly still there.Watching Emily strip had got Adam almost back to full erection, but three or four slow journeys of Emily's right hand up and down the length of his cock had him as hard as it was possible for him to be.Emily so wanted that. Bobby looked at the girl behind the wheel. Paula had on a white sweater that buttoned down the front and a white mini-skirt. She had terrific legs, which were well displayed by the short skirt. ‘Where are we going?’ he asked. ‘Don’t worry, Bobby,’ Kim said. She laid her hand on his leg and stroked it. ‘You’re safe with us. Paula and I will take very good care of you.’ Her comment did little for the young man’s composure. ‘You know me, don’t you, Bobby?’ Paula asked. Bobby jumped when the. My mother was an attractive thirty five year old woman, her figure tending to the voluptuous, she had heavy breasts with big nipples straining through her thin soft cup white nylon bra, her breasts were flattened, sagging slightly from their weight, and as she moved they bounced and jiggled nicely. Her skin looked incredibly smooth. Her panties were white nylon too, she wore the kind called full briefs, and although they fit her snugly, they weren't skin tight, and as she moved they wrinkled.