Her hands touching my thighs. As my vagina appeared, she made a slight sound, an agreeable sound. She wrote something on her clip board. Her hand tou...hed my pubic mound, “I hope my hands aren’t cold?” she asked. I was unable to answer. Her hand traced the outer edges of my pussy, I could feel the wetness on my legs. She used two fingers to part my outer labia. Bending over me I could feel her breath on my thighs, as she held my labia open, her finger slid inside, her manicured but short nails. " I said, breaking the kiss.We went on for about 30 minutes, and he came a lot for me. We packed our stuff up and left the room only to return tomorrow.******I have awoken from my sweet slumber because I felt fingers caress my body in the most sensual of ways. They were so powerful, yet gentle. Wild, yet tamed. Erotic as hell, to say the least. I found myself pouting with sadness when his hands left my body, but was soon pacified when his lips covered mine in a kiss so sensual. It lasted for. It seemed my sister had a little more clothes with her, probably to make sure that she would always be nicely dressed for her boyfriend. However, I'm sure that Koen would love to see my sister more natural, all the time.When we were waiting for Koen to arrive, I noticed that Ilse was getting worried about him. He was late, and that was something he almost never did. Ilse tried to call him, and when he didn't pick up his mobile phone, I could see that she was getting even more worried about. I got up from my chair and moved from being at her crotch level to her being at my chest-level. Her smile disappeared and was replaced with lip biting. She stood up on her toes to reach my lips as I bent my back slightly to reach hers. Our lips locked and I snatched her into me by that slender waist. Giggles followed and the kissing continued. Bottom lip, top lip; we alternated feverishly and our breathing simultaneously got heavier and heavier. Latisha pulled her lips away slowly and looked at.