Johnny couldn't understand why, but little secret thrills were coursing down his spine from the sensation of the feminine garments. The tightness of the gloves and corselet, the sleek feel of the hose as Colette caressed them upwards. Tiny little blond hairs became ensnared in the open mesh, but the resultant little tugging pains were delicious, exciting. His erection was now a massive thing, straining and leaping in the taut confinement of his briefs. So much so in fact that Colette was finding it difficult to clasp the garter straps to his hose, as it kept knocking against her hands.
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