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My pantyhosed kitchen love

That day brought to me nothing pleasant, but complete exhaustion after the long work period. I felt old, dusty and lost in the empty space of the everyday routine. I was thinking so all the way home, looking down, on the girls' legs - if they were covered with sheer brilliant nylon. This small passion - is my light in the darkness and by the way, I can be concidered to be a happy man, coz my girlfriend's close to madness when she only feels cool nylon touch her gentle skin. And that feels so great under my hot palms...!

I opened the door and stopped, balling my eyes and feeling the familiar hot shivering in my crotch. I saw Sammie - she didn't hear me, standing back to me near the cooker. I could hear Gary Moore from the radio - rather loud - and she was dancing her slow dance, benting fluently all her magnificent body. But what made my heart beat fast - is that she was dressed only in her - and mine! - favourite deeply red pantyhose and white lacy apron with red lacy outsets, fastened in a bow above her slightly plump buttocks - almost nude except tight nylon. Her slow seductive meandering, silky breasts with dark nipples - not very large, but ideally beautiful, her dark curly hair ant long twinkling legs, moving in a strange dance... .That all made me forget my hard day and now I was only able to listen to my heart beating , I could see only her great pantyhosed ass with a lacy bow above and so long legs to die for, so I just closed my eyes for a moment and imagined, how sweet and gentle her full lips were - always bright and brilliant, I dreamed I could caress the silky skin on her heavy - so heavy - breasts... when I tried to think of her sweet soaking - under my greedy lips - crotch, I suddenly realized that the scene was too hot to bare calmly, my cock was close to tear my pants, I gasped - too loud, so that she shuddered and turned to me, holding a bowl with vanilla cream in her hands. Fast devilish grin, that twinkle in her eyes - i groaned horsely, unable to act somehow and seeing only her deep sexy eyes, so much loved and so much sinful that I felt a sudden pain an my heart. She whispered - I'm coming, crossed the kitchen like a lightning and jumped on me. I cought her, light and fragrant, as a flower, and felt the magnificent touch of her nylon clad legs, when she embraced my hips with her tighs. Holding her so tight that I could hurt her, my lovely fragile and vulnerable night fairy, I felt fire inside when she started to lick my ear with her tender tongue with seductive hoarse laughter. The next I felt through the hot storm driving me mad around my cock - that she was unbuttoning buttons on my shirt. The cool touch of her palms to my chest and my nipples made me let out short ragged moans, while I was slowly turning round myself under Gary Moore, holding her flexible body so tight that it was hard to breathe. This slow dance made me forget the reality - her deft hands unbuttoned the belt on my pants, they fall down, the iron buckle tinkled on the floor - but we didn't mind....

She slid off me down, kneeled slowly, strocking my tighs, leaned up to my knees with her nude breasts, i gasped and shuddered when she started to tickle my hot balls with her long sharp nailes and warm tender tongue. I spread my legs to give her better access.

I stood trembling, with my eyes closed and sweat streaming down my back - the next that happened felt like a blow in the water - Sammie, that little sexi witch suddenly pulled my burning hard - too hard for me to be still conscious - and soaking in a sweet agony under her fingers and lips cock into a cold - cold as ice - vanilla cream! The feeling was absolutely wild. Crashed out of control, drawning in crazy emotions and completely out of breath, i let out a shrill scream of shock and delight feeling her hot dry in lust tongue, licking gently every drop of vanilla cream from my cock - that all seemed to be so much mad, exotic and extremely seductive, that i was already groaning hoarsely and moving together with her lips and tongue, lost in delirium, rather close to the best orgasm that i ever had right on this kitchen and almost dead, rendered speachless, mindless and very-very happy. I love you, sweat darling, do it, baby...

That only fact that she was sucking and kissing my cock and heavy balles wearing only lace and pantyhose - wet in a crotch, so that i could already smell that with enjoyment, made me change our dislocation - i took her up fastly, caught her right hard nipple gently with my lips, let my teeth touth and rub it, feeling her shiver like a bird in my hands...

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