Chapter Thirty One – Tights or Stockings?
“Now the big question of the day, tights or stockings?” Woof grinned at Jess from the bottom of the bed, as he placed his hands at the hem of her skirt and began to slowly lift it up upwards, until he revealed the top of her lacy stockings.
“Humm, nice” Woof groaned in appreciation, then placed his hands between her thighs and spread her legs wide.
Jessica took a deep breath, as her body erupted with fireworks from his amazing touch, it never diminished even though they had enjoyed each other sexually more times than she could count, despite only being together a short time.
“Take the top off” Woof ordered
Jess bit her bottom lip with a seductive smile and began to slowly unbutton her blouse revealing a white lace balcony bra underneath.
