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I remember on one occasion wearing t bars white stockings and niks and a short skirt bumping into an old acquaintance who several years ago we use to meet up regularly there.
He asked me if I still weared and was i wearing?
I said "yes under my joggers".
He said "shall we got up the path or track"?
I said feeling abit mischievous "let's go up the track we might bumped into some more"
Although I said let's go up the track I am a little choosy so we still went off the track and down a bank (old railway line now over grown in places).
He gave me time to strip off my joggers and re-adjust myself.
"Very nice he responded" this time I was wearing sheer white RHT stockings, a suspender belt and white lacey pants under a short pleated tartan skirt and 3/4 sleeve black top.
He stepped forwards and felt under my skirt the stockings tops and suspender strap.
He bent forwards slightly and kissed my cheek and I responded back kissing on the lips.
He moved his hand and started to feel my now bulging cock rubbing it up and down its lengh.
I fumbled with his zip lowering it and twisting the button on the waist and pushing my hand inside to feel his swelling cock.
About this time we were disturbed by someone crashing through the under growth. So we stopped briefly and partially covered up.
However, he recognised the guy and said let carry on i know him he might join in.
So I reached in again pulling his cock free of his pants and gently held the tip of his cock and started to wank his cock whilst at the same time giving our watcher a better view.
We continued for about 10 mins wanking each other swapping in turns so we were facing our watcher who now had his cock out and was slowly wanking.
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