After a while, Brad puts down our glasses and takes my hand. He places one on his hip and the other on his shoulder, before taking his hands to my wai...t. We kiss languidly before he guides us to lie down. He hooks my leg over his hip as he strokes up my thigh and under the edge of my babydoll. His hand is warm as he strokes over my skin, his hand cups my buttock. Brad begins to squeeze as he rocks his hips into mine, his mouth has descended to kiss my neck in a love bite while his other hand. Suddenly, she mademy day. She took off her own top and bra, and then dropped her pants andwearing only her panties, slid under the covers with me.Sara's mind was in a quandary. She didn't know how to make love to awoman, but at the same time knew she wasn't. She knew how she'd beentouched by boys, and knew how she liked to be touched, but really knewnothing else. She thought about watching a girl on girl flick on cable,but in all honesty that wasn't practical right now. She just startedtouching. So, I hope this is okay?” she said appealingly looking up at me. I surveyed her elfin features, emerald green eyes and jet black hair pulled into a tight, high pony tail atop her head, the floral tattoos around the inside of her left forearm and round her right ankle. Implausible as it seemed, it was her. She was really there. Further questions were deflected from my mind I watched Marta spread herself, tilting her legs back, so as to offer Stephanie even greater access. I noticed with growing. Centuries of refinement now embodied in you... guaranteeing future generations of the species.I see that in you, as if you are a machine or a robot or a Stepford wife, so perfect and responsive, making everyone think you like THEM. I know you're thinking about something completely foreign to them.I come behind you and smell your hair. You shiver as I brush my lips across your neck. I bite your ear lobe and you moan. I back away and let you wait."I can smell your cunt. You must really be teasing.