‘I work for a very well known airline company and I’ve acquired one of their vintage uniforms,’ Ellie said, looking fabulous in her air hostess shirt and tight fitting pencil skirt. ‘One of the things I like about wearing this type of uniform is we get to wear it with fully-fashioned, nylon stockings.’
Ellie stood with her legs apart and bent over so her skirt stretched tight around her lovely, big arse, then ran her hands up the back of her seamed nylon stockings. ‘Of course these stockings need to be worn with a vintage suspender-belt and this particular one has six straps,’ Elle said, slowly pulling up the hem of her skirt to give a tantalizing view of her suspenders attached to her stocking tops.
Ellie slowly unbuttoned her chiffon shirt and pulled it open, revealing a red satin and black lace bra, her ample cleavage spilling over the top of the lacy cups. Reaching behind her back to undo release the catch, she slipped the straps over her shoulders, massaging her voluptuous titties through the loose, satin bra cups, before stripping it away to allow her humongous boobs to hang freely.
Ellie turned and eased her skirt over the rounded flesh of her fabulous buttocks, encased in black, sheer nylon panties. Her long black suspenders stretching down her chunky thighs, pulled taut on the tops of her seamed nylon stockings as she bent over and slipped the skirt down her shapely, stockinged legs. Then reclining on the sofa to strip off her panties, she opened and pulled back her legs to fully expose her hairy gash, all nicely framed by her suspenders, straining on the tops of her seamed nylon stockings.
Ellie stripped off her knickers and rubbed the flimsy nylon of her panties over her legs in their fully-fashioned nylons and against the hairy mound of her pussy. ‘Would you like to come and rub your cock against my nylons?’ She whispered softly, sitting with her legs spread apart, her fingers caressing the silky surface of her stockings. ‘Imagine the soft stocking fabric against your cock, as you rub it up and down my legs.’
Laying back on the sofa, she threw her stockinged legs wide open so the red stilettos of her shiny heels pointed upward. ‘Well, how about, I let you cum over my stockings, would you like that?’ Ellie said, spreading the lips of her gash to show the pink flesh of her hot cunt, glistening with her juices. ‘Just run your cock over my stockings and then slide it into my wet pussy’, she whispered, slipping her fingers between the soft lips of her hairy snatch, which made making wet, sticky sounds, as she plunged them deep inside the tunnel of her wet cunt hole.
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