Sleep obviously is not anything tights do. So you spend the night trying to explore your new senses. Your hearing and your sensitivity to touch has much increased and merged somehow, as you realize, when you find, that Kristinas every breath now sends a shiver over you. Excapt that, you feel the wool of the tights below so precisely as you could never have seen it. retracing its meshes has an almost hypnotic effect on you. It makes every string of your new body tingle and eventually makes you forget time.
All of a sudden, you are ripped out of your trance-like state, when Kristina pulls out the drawer again and exhibits you to broad daylight. She grabs you, and her touch upon your highly sensitve fibres makes you explode internally like in a million orgasms at once. She unravells you and for one second, your body hangs freely in the morning air. One second, you are totally refreshed and happy, feeling every inch of your new self being satisfied. Then, Kristina starts to put you on.
As she does, at first it feels, like she was softly stroking all over your body, cuddling you all together. Then she pulls you over her foot, which is, as you imagined, an almost unbearably pleasent experience: Every nylon string of yours gets exited, as they stretch all over your girlfriends toes, foot and heel. As she pulls you up, it feels like she was sucking your erected member really hard. It feels like you would swallow her whole legs and caress her hips with your lips. Finally, als she pulls you up to her belly, your thongue gets pressed between her legs. And as you touch her there, all at the same time, smelling, toching, hearing, tasting her, you feel, like you come all over her. Every fibre of you seems to tighten just a bit more. And you hope you must never ever let go of her again.
Just when you thought you were done and that everything was perfect, as it never might get again, you suddenly feel, how Kristina is pulling something over you: Bevore you realize that it is winter and that she probably wears a second pair of tights so she won't get cold outside, you are blasted into another dimension, when suddenly the fabulous hypnotic pattern of the wollen tights that you slept on are drawn right across your sensitive skin.
Caugth between the amazing feeling of Kristinas skin, rubbing against you on her ankles, knees and around her lap, as well as the tight motion of the wool being drawn across your still highly aroused skin, you eventually loose conscience...
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