" I put the bag at the foot of the stairs and took her hand. It was a bit moist.There was a half-bottle. I fetched two glasses and poured. "To us!" To...us."I picked up her free hand and kissed it. "I love you very much. Don't be afraid." I'm not afraid. Just uneasy." She put down her empty glass. We sat on the divan. I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss. She threw her arms around me and squeezed. I reached out with my hand and softly brushed her lip. I ran my hand down to her chin and then. I was at the peak of my feelings, and we both started rubbing our boobs with each other. Our lips met sometimes, tongue met sometimes all the while rubbing our big tits. We pressed each others boobs sometime and I pressed and spilled her milk on to my tits. Then we spit on each others boobs and made our boobs wet and rubbed it. We controlled our moans so that others wont hear us. We were both on the peak of excitement and she made me completely naked and made herself naked and she started to. "Just let me drive my car home, and I'll meet you at my place." Well in that case, let me head home and get changed, and I'll pick you up at five, okay?" Alright," she said. "I've gotta go home and frame this letter on my bedroom wall, next to your picture." You don't have a picture of me." Well wear something nice and I'll take one when you get over there." Will do," I said.We kissed and went our separate ways.I got home, showered, changed into a shirt and tie, kissed my mom gleefully on the. Most of the jerks in the club probably didn't even notice. It's the subtleties. The twitch of the mouth, the flex of her thighs, the ever-so-slight slide of her hips. The way her hand moved across her thighs almost as if she wanted to stop and rub her clit through her dress.I bought her a drink, we talked, then I bought us a second round. Photo editor, Annie, 31. Her voice did it even more for me. I stared into her eyes as we talked and watched to see if her nipples hardened under the fabric of.