She had suchperfect form. Her skin just a light brown and flawlessly smooth. Iquickly took off my clothes and returned to her. Her bra was quite b...ief. The straps were single half inch stripsand the cups were, well, cup sized. It opened in front, and as Iunhooked the cups she arched her back and moaned further. Hersmall mounds fit within my palms and I gently pulled and twistedher dark erect nipples which only elicited a louder response. All that clothed her now were her equally modest. His face was wet, but he was having the time of his life.Phillip limped up behind Amy and saw the stick on the ground under her hand. She was breathing loudly. He peeked around her and saw what was going on.He knew about this thing, had heard about it anyway, but hadn't thought boys actually DID it. He saw Sam thrust her hips up off the blanket and she cried out again. Now that they could see her it was obvious she wasn't in pain, that she wasn't being forced, and that something that felt. " Your wife, Diana—right? She’s—what, twenty-five?" She’s twenty-six, three years younger than me." Ah—yeah. You’re a lucky man. Your wife is quite a knock-out." Thank you, sir." Yeah, I bet you get it on every night, don’t you." He swept his hand over his crotch and rubbed it.Jim didn’t know how to answer that, so he said, "Well, no—not every night."His boss sprawled in the leather chair. He was in his forties, bald on top, and portly. He suddenly said: "When are you going to invite me to your. . ?" Avril closed her eyes and waited for the other shoe to drop."Technically, you won't be completely naked when I drop you off." Joe said, trying to make light of the situation. "You will have your panties but I'm afraid they won't be around your waist and bum; they'll be stuffed in your mouth." Well, I better make sure I have a clean pair then, hadn't I?" said Avril somewhat sarcastically."Actually, no, dear," said her husband apologetically. " Mr. Peters was clear that your panties had to.