She noticeably leaned away from him. “Lisa doesn’t seem to mind your pantyhose fetish.”
This brought color to his face. It was while talking tech with one of his ‘geek’ buddies he saw her. His hand hadn’t left Sandy’s silky leg; in fact it was gripping firmly. His hand lingered then glided along Sandy’s calf before returning to Lisa’s leg. It was after 7 pm when Lisa pulled into the driveway. Lisa kind of explained this to him but hearing it from Sandy brought it into perspective. “FUCK YES!” she screamed trying to meet his thrusts with her own. He heard Lisa let out a guttural groan and knew she was cumming again. Gradually she worked her way down until she was sitting on his lap. James watched in total fascination as his aunt undressed her friend.
