1. Granny Pantyhose Power


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: tightshose, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    nylon that he seemingly loves so much. "You want pantyhose?" I growled, starting to run at him. "You got it!" I'm very athletic for my age and was once a crack gymnast in high school and college, so it was rather easy for me to leap at him, legs first and wide open, slamming my crotch into Wally's stunned face, my muscular thighs clamping around his head and falling to the bed on my side. I quickly laced my shoes together, the leather creaking, his skull encased in my legs, his mouth right at the sweaty panel of my crotch. "How's THAT for pantyhose power, Wally!" I laughed, leaning up on one elbow and putting the other hand on my chest to look down into his trapped face that was rapidly turning purple in the vicious clamp of my thighs. "You like this pair, do ya? The smell? The taste? Mmmm, they should be rather ripe, I've worn them all day and to be honest, for the last few days! How's the smell, k**do!" I laughed like a maniac, my eyes wide with power, my legs locked brutally tight around my grandson's face, his groaning turning me on all the more, his hands desperately slapping my thighs in submission and then when he realized I wasn't about to release him, pawing at them frantically to pull them apart. "Oh, no, you're not getting out of my legs that easily!" I laughed, cupping my hands over the back of his head and pulling him so hard and deep into my pantyhose-clad crotch I thought I'd break his nose. "Get in your grandma's cunt and SMELL IT!" He screamed an ...
    agonizing scream, the vibrations of which rippled into my pussy, making me wetter and wetter. I moaned, grinding him now, twisting my hips as I held his face to my soaking pussy, and used his abused face for my pleasure, his garbled cries for mercy urging me on. "Mmmm, that feels really nice, Wally, probably not as nice to you as it did when you were smelling my pantyhose over your head and whacking off with another pair, huh?" I giggled, vibrating my crushing thighs on his head as I humped his face. "But it sure feels nice to me! Especially your screams, mmm, that feels nice...scream for me, my little bitch boy, SCREAM!" He did out of necessity as I relocked my shoes and powered down with the hardest squeeze yet, my thighs quivering in a meaty wave against his face as I crushed him blue, almost to the point of u*********sness. "And how does THIS feel, sonny boy?" I laughed, now thrusting my crushing thighs back and forth over his face, seesawing my scissoring legs on his head, rubbing the coarse fabric of my pantyhose over him, abrading his tender young skin and making him howl in agony. "Grandma, please, stop!" he shrieked, his skin glowing from my punishing thighs scr****g his flesh. You're rubbing me raw!!!" "How's THIS feel, fuckhead!" she screamed, now thrusting her thighs back and forth, one at a time, seesawing her scissored legs on his head and rubbing the coarse fabric of her pantyhose all over his face, abrading the skin and making him hurt. "That's the idea, Wally!" I ...