I hear you take a deep breath as you scoot in your seat, making yourself more comfortable. I watch the countryside pass by out my window as my fingert...ps start to curl over the top of your thigh, softly caressing your inner thigh. As I slowly start to spread my fingers apart on your leg, I feel my ‘pinky’ slip inside the bottom edge of your shorts. You continue to drive in silence, seeming to not notice my fingertip, your hand still caressing my neck and hair. Not saying a word, I lift my. When I knocked on the large ornate door to her shop, she greeted me with something I hadn't expected. She wore a magenta silk kimono; its hem stopped just above her knees about mid-thigh. On her feet were black five-inch stilettos which combined with the kimono looked a bit odd but sexy. Around her neck was a black leather choker with gold accents. Her hair was done up in a bun, two chopsticks holding it in place. My mind wandered into all sorts of images as to what was under the kimono. The. Her hands ran teasingly across his broad shoulders, across both sides of his collarbone and down to his bulging pectorals. Her fingertips danced down his abdomen, feeling the development of his washboard abs. Then her hands swept around toward his back, running parallel to each other as they raced upward to his shoulder blades. Lauren moved in and began to place soft kisses on his pectorals, never taking her eyes of his. She looked into his eyes teasingly, threatening to go down lower on his. ”I held the base of my cock for her, and started stroking it up and down, familiar strokes. Her voice filled my ears, and I was still quite unable to speak.“Does this help?” She pulled the straps of the shirt she was wearing down off her shoulders, and slowly, inch by inch, her breasts came into view, first the swell of the top, and then the tops of the dark circles around her nipples, and then her hard, dark, large nipples. Finally, the material fell to her waist and both her lovely breasts.