It was making her feel feeling that wasn’t really her own. It wasn’t really true but it was something that she can accept besides having bi-tenden...ies.She wanted to run from this house before it consumes her with unwanted desires but in doing so she would surrender her dreams. After regaining some control of herself refusing to run away when her dream was in arms reach now and posed one last time for Amanda. She hardens herself from feeling anything and prepared herself to block those feeling. He knew better, knew he should have used some sort of protection, he was no high school punk out on his first date, getting his first piece of ass. But how could a man think about things like that when all he felt was a velvet tunnel surrounding him and a warm and willing woman holding him close and begging him for more. He couldn’t think when they were joined, his entire being was wrapped up in the raw emotions and sensations of their bodies together. What sane man could withdraw from such. Amy went to say something else and then coyly giggled like a naughty school girl and said "Never mind, it's nothing." "No, go on tell me," I beckoned. With eyes twinkling in the candlelight, Amy blurted out simply, "I want to kiss you." I was surprised but not shocked, and before I could say anything, Amy had grabbed both my hands and we both drifted in unison up off the couch. She pulled me gently towards her, it was almost like slow motion as our bodies floated together, and for the first. Lana then unzipped her dress and let it puddle at her feet before she stepped out of it. She was clad in tiny black bra that struggled to hold her magnificent B-cups in place. A black silk thong covered her pussy and a black satin garter belt held her nylons in place. I was getting very hard watching this show and decided it was time to act. When the Prince turned away I quickly slid open the closet door and grabbed Lana from behind. She issued a small scream and her man turned around to see.