Holly seems such a posh English lady, well spoken and traditional in her mode of dress, the type of lady who helps out at the village fete. While her outward appearance may be that of a demure wife, we know she secretly likes to dress up in very arousing underwear, nylon stockings and high stiletto heels.
Wearing all that sexy lingerie and nylons under her posh floral dress, had made her feel very horny while she was at a garden party this afternoon. She noticed a few of the older guys eyeing up her stockinged legs and was sure they were mentally undressing her in their imaginations. Perhaps it gave them a thrill seeing a woman wearing genuine, vintage nylons and maybe they’d go home later and fuck their wives while thinking about fucking her in her stockings and heels. She certainly hoped so.
Holly was wet between the legs by the time she arrived home and needed to masturbate, as finding herself the center of attraction had made her feel very horny. Stripping off her dress, she reclined on the sofa in her racy bullet bra, matching suspender belt and silky, nylon stockings. She admired shapely legs in their super shiny nylons, caressing them with her fingers from the reinforced heel around her ankles and up to the top of thighs.
Stripping off her expensive bullet-bra, Holly knelt and ran her hands over her fabulous arse sheathed in naughty red, sheer nylon panties and brushed her fingers over her taut suspenders attached to the shiny tops of her rht stockings.
Sliding her panties down her legs in their shiny nylons, she took them off and reaching between her thighs she slipped her fingers up her lubricated pussy. Her digits made wet sticky sounds as she thrust them in and out of her slippery cunt and massaged the erect hood of her throbbing clitoris, slick with her flowing juices.
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