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My First MILF

Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Author: rustyduck, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

of those incredible legs. “Have you been looking at my legs when I get out of my car?” Damn, how could she know? She knew though. She was going to tell my parents. “No, really! I wouldn’t do that.” “Please don’t lie to me. I know you have. You like my legs, don’t you?” Her hands were on her thighs now, sliding the hem even higher. The darker part at the stocking tops was now peaking out. I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. “Don’t you? You like my legs, don’t you? I can tell.” I couldn’t speak. I shook my head. “You don’t? I am so hurt.” She sounded upset. That made me worry that I would say something wrong that would make her tell my parents. Of course I liked her legs. But I couldn’t speak. I could only stare. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell your parents if you’re just honest with me. You’ve been spying on me and watching my legs, haven’t you? Be honest.” What could I do? I nodded yes. “I knew it. I knew you liked my legs, don’t you?” She was running her fingers over the top of her stocking and bouncing her heel, the toe pointing at me. I nodded my head. “I can tell you like my legs. You’re getting hard, aren’t you? You get hard when you look at my legs, don’t you?” I suddenly realized that my dick was so hard in my tented pants that it hurt. I wanted to rearrange it to a more comfortable position, but I was afraid. “Does your dick get hard when you watch me?” I nodded. “What do you call your dick when it gets hard like that?” Shit! My mouth moved, but nothing came out. “What ... do you call it?” I hesitated, trying to gain some control of my voice. “Boner.” “Do you play with your boner while you watch me?” Oh no! I was so traumatized I didn’t realize she was teasing me. I could feel my face turning a hundred shades of red. I was so embarrassed. But a little bit of pale white skin was now visible above her stocking. I wanted desperately to touch my dick. I nodded. “Does creamy white stuff shoot out when you play with your boner while you watch my legs?” “No.” For some reason, admitting to that seemed one step too far. The look on her face said she knew I was lying. Shit, she was going to tell my parents. I couldn’t say that though. But what if she told my parents? I was scared to death. “Yes,” I whispered. “Do you have a boner now?” Shit yes! I nodded my head. “I want to see your boner. I bet it's a nice one! Open your pants and show me your boner.” The way she emphasized the word boner made my boner twitch. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to take out my boner and beat off. It was so hard and my fantasy was sitting right there in front of me with her long legs crossed and looking so hot. And she wanted to see my boner. Brenda wanted to see my boner! I stood there frozen. “Show me your boner. I want to see your hard boy meat.” Brenda recrossed her legs. Slowly. I could see up her dress as she uncrossed her legs, but there was too much of a shadow to see anything. And that sound. The sound stockings make when they rub across themselves. That ...