stockings lover

ras58

Virgin
Joined
Dec 15, 2002
Posts
4
looking for lovly stocking clad lovies to caress and adore ure lovly llegs
 
Silky Smooth Stockings... Garters or Hose?

:eek: I can't help wriggle and squirm when a man knows just how to run his fingertips up my leg.... or rub tiny patches slow and tortuously.... I moan and I heave and my breasts quiver and cleave to one another as tiny beads of perspiration roll from my neck, begging bite me.... kiss me....... take me...... turn me into silky stockings to wrap around you :confused:But...::pout::..::adorabledimple::..
flush... well....
Where ARE you? And how many YEARS have you got (hee hee) under your belt?
Truly drippingly.... i love the feel of cum thru nylon and the feel of nasty fingers trying to shove right through 'for they think I'm good enough for you know who.... oooh thankyouSir i am SO wet,
Dulcie :rose:
 
:( :( it's FATE Darling...... I am (mostly) 45 and in CA as in near Los Angeles, more or less; certainly nearer Los Angeles than Georgia, although it has ever and more than once been on my mind:rose:
 
Dulchenea said:
:eek: I can't help wriggle and squirm when a man knows just how to run his fingertips up my leg.... or rub tiny patches slow and tortuously.... I moan and I heave and my breasts quiver and cleave to one another as tiny beads of perspiration roll from my neck, begging bite me.... kiss me....... take me...... turn me into silky stockings to wrap around you :confused:But...::pout::..::adorabledimple::..
flush... well....
Where ARE you? And how many YEARS have you got (hee hee) under your belt?
Truly drippingly.... i love the feel of cum thru nylon and the feel of nasty fingers trying to shove right through 'for they think I'm good enough for you know who.... oooh thankyouSir i am SO wet,
Dulcie :rose:
Sadly I'm two years two late on this subject, but it is a subject I get sexual pleasure from, but times are changing and women just don't wear them unless you ask them. It all started for me in Paris about 15 years ago, when a girl whose name was Armel Gambier took me to cheap hotel once frequented by Beaudelaire she stripped her clothes of to her fishnets and garters and fucked me, this in itself was an unusaul experience as all my girlfriends had been English and they didn't like fucking, let alone dressing for it, so that is where it all started and the point I was intending to make was that she had woken up that morning and put them on like any other garment, what a joy
 
Back
Top