Ebony webcam flash. Huge ebony webcam. Once a grandmother died in our house, distant relatives arrived, buried her, took some of the things, and left the rest in the apartment.
At that time, a law was passed prohibiting the settlement of basement apartments and the premises were empty for several months.
Once through a window that was at ground level, my friend and I climbed inside the basement apartment and decided to satisfy our curiosity.
It was autumn and it was cold and damp in the room.

In addition to the old furniture and dishes in the apartment there were a lot of old clothes: jackets, coats, dresses 100 years old, a few livchik stockings and stockings themselves.
Old people tend to freeze, but because most things were very warm.
The stockings themselves were of several colors, from black to light gray.
My pulse quickened, but I tried not to give myself away.
Looking around the shelves and closets, we didn’t find anything that would interest normal boys.
At this inspection ended and we got out, so nothing and not profit.

After some time, we broke up, I thought about a plan of action.
Our house was with stove heating and for firewood required quite roomy sheds, packed with fuel in the summer.
After some time, the wood left and formed voids.
When it got dark, I armed myself with a flashlight and a capacious bag, reached into the window.
Having filled the bag with the fact that “normal boys” were not required, I transferred my “treasures” to the barn.
A detailed inspection took place a few days later in the apartment in the evening, when I was left to myself.
What I saw most was struck by a very elastic wide belt with four clips for stockings, as well as light gray thick half-woolen stockings.
I even had boots now, larger than my mother.
I was so wound up that I quickly changed into a mirror and, with great difficulty, put on my boots.
Carefully checked if there was anyone on the landing and quietly slipped into the garden.
Light stockings stood out strongly even in the dark, and the belt with clips perfectly fitted the lower parts.

That evening I did not go wandering around the area and finished right on the rotten foliage.
For a start, I looked at the abandoned object, walked to the second floor, from where the neighborhood was far visible, began to change clothes.
To begin with, he took off his jacket, sweater, shirt, shirt and trousers and remained in black stockings with a belt and bare torso.
It was pretty cold about + 4, a little sip of alcohol.
First wore a bussalter with inserts, then everything else.
At the end, he put on his boots, a knitted hat on his head.
The pants naturally locked onto the bike lock.
Since I was without a skirt and shorts, the member got too much freedom from excitement and rested directly on the jacket.
This I also provided and attached the top part of the prick with the help of scotch tape and a simple elastic band to the stocking belt.
This time I provided another rationalization.
There was a hole in the right pocket of the jacket in the lining, and holding the hand in the pocket, at the same time you could hold onto the penis.

All the excess left in the bag and moved back.
It became dark.
At the final stop the tram got on and went, hiding behind a bag, even the extremes disappeared, it became just uninteresting.
Thinking, I went out in the city center and now walked through the crowded streets.
The unusualness of what is happening and the fact that almost no one pays attention to me, which means I seem to be normal, was very excited, but I wanted more.
After a while I went to the toilet and replaced the black stockings with light gray, the outlines of my legs stood out sharply, stood in the stall for a long time not daring to go out, finally sipping alcohol, went out.
I am walking, as if in a fog, it seems they pay attention to the feeling that you are a slut – it takes your breath away.
A member is trying to take a strictly horizontal position-rezinochka hardly cope, pulling it up.
At the bus pavilion in the crowd I lean against the wall, I have no strength, put my hand in my pocket and slightly podrachivayu unit.

From the orgasm, the roof goes, I feel that all the flow and in public, and they probably do not guess.
After the eruption, the thoughts became sober, and he came to be obrimenitelnym, in fucking stockings it became very uncomfortable, and he strained on the psyche, and in general wanted natural clothing, but alas! He ran back into the booth and changed his stockings back to black, somehow calmer for the evening time and continued the rest of the way on foot to the house.
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