For me, having her legs closed a bit more made her pussy feel tighter. Both were pleasant changes and made us both more excited and more turned on.Por...che once again sent her arms out in search of something solid to hang on to. Failing in their quest, however, her hands soon returned and instead began grabbing at her tits, clawing at the meaty globes and pinching and pulling at her nipples in an attempt, I can only guess, to reach her next orgasm quickly.I pushed her legs up closer to her. I lean over and kiss her mouth with as much passion as I can muster. “I’m going to go shower off,” I whisper.When I emerge from the bathroom, Lexi is already asleep. I pull my boxer briefs on, prop up in the bed next to her, and watch for a while. I study the peaceful rise and fall of her chest; such delicate innocence. I feel the sudden need to say something. To rouse her, brush the tendrils from her face, gaze into her eyes, and tell her something special. But I wouldn't know what to say, and. I won’t feel right if I just send you home. ‘ ‘Okay. ‘ We started walking down the road after he told his friend the plan. This man was incredibly sexy. We made small talk on the way to my apartment. His name was Alex and he was waiter at this really great Italian place called La Belle. He played guitar in a band called Cloud Cover. We walked up to my apartment building and I figured he would depart from there. He insisted on taking me all the way up to my apartment. We got in the elevator. "He leaned over me and started kissing my neck. I was already hot and pulling against my straps. This man knew how to turn me on. He slowly worked his way down my body. He settled between my legs and slipped his hands under my round, soft bottom. I was looking down at him in breathless anticipation. He started his tease. He gently nipped my inner thighs. I pulled my legs hard against the straps, but they wouldn't give. "Unstrap me!" I begged. "I need to move." No my dear. You don't," he.