Brook Logan looked so pretty, dressed up vintage style in her black top and necklace, a mustard colored pencil skirt, black nylons and heels.
‘I just in love wearing these gorgeous stockings, they feel so smooth and sexy against my skin,’ Brook said, while sitting on sofa with one leg crossed over her knee, her hand caressing the soft texture of her black rht nylons. ‘Come and check out these sexy leather heels’ she said, extending her leg and slipping off her shoe to let it dangle from her stockinged toes. ‘I think they look so good, do you agree?’
Brook replaced the shoe on her foot, then lay back and lifted her legs to rub one against the other, the nylon of her stockings whispering as they brushed together. ‘I love the way these sheer nylons feel against my legs,’ she said, drawing her hands up from her ankles and over her knees, smoothing out the tiny, nylon wrinkles. ‘I bet you would like to come and feel them,’ she smiled, a sparkle of naughtiness in her eyes, ‘wouldn’t you?’
Brook stood to unbuckle the broad belt around her waist and unzip the back of the skirt, stripping it over her ass and down her stockinged legs to the floor. She stepped out of the skirt and turned, revealing the black, vintage garter-belt framing the crotch of her white nylon panties. ‘Look at these sheer panties,’ she said excitedly, swinging her hips as she rubbed her hands around the crotch of her full-cut knickers.
‘Come and get a closer look my pussy and that perfect bum of mine,’ she beckoned and bent over so the flimsy material of her panties pulled tight around the cheeks of her peachy ass. ‘Look at that little pussy showing through those panties’, she added, sliding her finger over the taut nylon surrounding her cunt. ‘I just love the feel of the soft, sheer nylon rubbing against my pussy.’
Brooke stripped off her top and pulled down the cups of her lacy bra, uncovering her petite, all natural breasts and their perky nipples. She then hooked her fingers into the elastic of her panties and swaying her butt, she slowly teased them down her legs to her ankles, then sat down on the sofa.
‘I know how much you love looking at me, my legs spread wide open for you,’ she said, sitting with her legs spread apart to fully expose her shaved pussy, the fabric of her panties stretched tight between her ankles. ‘Is this turning you on,’ she said, lifting her legs and sliding her hands over the surface of her wrinkled, black stockings. ‘It’s turning me on knowing that you are looking at me, with your hard cock in your hand.’
Sorry, the comment form is closed at this time.