old bitch showing you that she can still kick it

Now I took the step which moved us inexorably to the most exciting permanent change I would have ever thought possible for Pamela and me: I looked very carefully through the entire hosiery section of an upscale department store and found some "thigh high sheer stockings"... I got these for her and Pam thanked me, saying she had not known this type existed. On our next date, after a great dinner and relaxed drive under moonlight, Pamela and I retired to my motel room where she sat on the edge of my water- bed. We just dropped back together, fully clothed onto the bed, and rocked in laughter and happiness. I hadn't seen her for several weeks, so we just hugged and held each other for the longest time, enjoying every minute of our experience. Ater our soft as baby skin kisses produced yearning sighs from Pamela's throat, I began caressing her face, her hair and her neck. She put her mouth up to my ear and breathed the warmest, wettest air in there, bringing me to an advanced state of love readiness seconds later! I softly rubbed her shoulders and caressed her down her sides, only barely making the gentlest contact with her sensitive, lovely breasts. Pamela was caressing my back eagerly and unbuttoning my shirt to insert her hand in to feel my chest and to tease my nipples to stiff readiness. As I continued to caress down her skirt, she responded with little urging mews and invitingly spread her legs slightly apart for me. I reached under the hem of her long skirt, and first felt her silky stockinged legs - then I was aware of not one but two layers of slip Pamela wore (she later told me that one slip was too short for the skirt but had a very pretty top to be seen under her transparent blouse, and the second slip had the right length.) This extra amount of underwear was intriguing me strongly! I caressed gradually higher up Pam's leg, felt the sexy top binding elastic and moved onto her super soft leg and thigh skin... so warm, so responsive to my touch! As I moved closer to my "heaven" I realized that there was no deterrant to the progress of my hand, even to the sensual globe of her buttock cheek!!! What a great surprise for me - Pam wasn't wearing any panties!! It blew my mind, and we advanced to one of the fullest episodes of wanton and abandoned loving we have ever had. We both came several times and felt totally united, as if this were the very first time our bodies had ever joined. The water bed was our friend, adding its own motion to encourage new angles, new directions, new delights to each of us. Later, after lovingly reviewing our happiness in light soft talking, I asked Pamela about the reason for not wearing any panties.. it had turned me on so very excitedly. She said that she learned by wearing garter belt, stockings and panties that she really loved the feel of the wind under her skirt, climb- ing all the way to her crotch - but not quite getting TO her. So, she told me, that she experimented one day wearing the thigh-high stockings and no panties to her office... she said, "It was so terrific.. I came in the car, just from the motion on the car's seat and vibration of traffic. Then, at the office, I could feel (really FEEL) the seat of my chair. And I felt wickedly erotic as I stood talking with men who work with me, knowing that under my skirt there was no impediment to their seeing my pussy were I to lean down to the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet to extract something! Now, I have not had a urinary infection for weeks, and I always used to get them when I wore pantyhose all the time. So, this is how I dress almost every day.. now.

old bitch showing you that she can still kick it