I know the terms 'flawless skin' and 'freckles' are supposed to be mutually exclusive, but to me every one of the freckles on my red-haired girlfriend...was flawless. Since we'd given each other permission to do anything that was within the rules, I didn't even hesitated to run my hands under her to tweak her nipples a little. She sighed and let me rub her arms from the pit to the fingertips. I followed the curve of her spine, stopping to give finger worship to her shoulder blades and to admire. "Stand up." She stepped back to give me room, then reached for my shirt and pulled it over my head. One of her hands skated over my chest as it moved toward my abdomen, and I could feel my skin rippling at the sensation. The feel of a tug on my belt sent a tremor through me and a moment later I heard and felt my zipper going down.She knelt before me, and eased my sneakers off, then my socks. Her hands came back to the waist of my jeans, tugging them down and then off of me. My underwear was. At first the leg was covered by the fabric of his bathing suit but Dick soon had the leg of his swimsuit pushed up so that his bare thigh was now pressing there. That felt fine, but then the thigh began to press and move against my crotch, massaging my pussy with his kneecap. I had never heard any of my girlfriends talk about this, but it started to really turn me on. I could feel myself climbing to some peak way up there, closer now, but still out of reach. All my protestations were melted in. Her lithe little fingers were sliding up and down and as she bent them she rubbed her knuckles deep into the muscles on Dan’s back.Dan stirred as he felt the fingers working on his muscles, he knew that the hands on him certainly didn’t feel like his wife’s. He slowly opened his eyes and rolled over and looked up to see the little oriental girl above him dressed in a little schoolgirl outfit. Her eyes were the soft colour of jade and her long hair was draped down her back in two ponytails.As he.