Her small hard nipples were clearly evident to everyone. The bottoms were made of the same material, and even her modest labia were easy to make out.B...t the best part was when she turned, exposing her perfectly plump rear. The back thong disappearing as it neared the base of her buttocks. My cock jumped at my shorts as I stared at that enticing sight. Christina turned her head back and noticed the lump in my shorts and knew that I approved.While I ogled Christina's desirable rear, Maxine. She might do that someday, but not this early in the relationship. Of course, she intended to let him 'go all the way, ' because she wanted that just as much as he she was certain. On the other hand, if he wanted to do that other thing, that nasty, dirty thing putting it in her bottom hole -- Eeew! -- he was just going to have to forget it. At least she told herself that she had the strength to control the situation to that extent.She visualized the encounter she planned with him this evening. ‘Bye Sean. Thank Sheila for her gift.’ I turned to Christine. ‘Your Mistress wants you home safely. So we will cut this short. You may come any time you wish. Then we’ll go to Murphy’s for dinner. Elspeth, do you want to come along? They do vegan. Jason, pull out and slap her pussy. She’s ready.’ Even with clean up and dinner, Jason and Christine were on their way by seven PM. As I drove Elspeth home from the restaurant, I realized she was laughing. When I asked her why, it took her a moment to. I now made the conscious decision to see if I could ever feel the longing for something like the heat of bodily lust again, and when you and I did meet again we moved on to the next level, so to speak.That was a revelation in itself as well, the feel of a man's hand snaking slowly down from my waist to my pubic mound, inside my underwear, tickling my skin and sending shocks of pleasure through me like a live wire. It made my nipples even more sensitive, and your hand and mouth soothing and.