Pants and shorts hugged her curves.They were lower on her hips, her blouses were a little shorter, so when she moved her flat belly would be exposed.H...r weight loss was in her hips and her toning helped her chest, she did not have to wear a bra for support and if her tops were thick enough she went without. Buttons would be undone so more of her chest would be exposed.For some reason she felt like her body was an object that she loved to tease. She like the feeling of her hard nipples rubbing. It was like a trance, almost, where nothing else existed but us and our love for each other, expressed by sex. Maybe that’s what that Tantric thing is all about. I haven’t read too much about it, but it seems to be about making the sex last as long as possible through some mystical powers and stuff. Maybe I should read up on it.I wasn’t thinking about any of that at the time, though. I was just basking in the love Katie was giving me and trying to give as much love back as I could. It wasn’t. He had never felt so uncomfortable in his life."Why the sad face Charles??" asked him.She fondled with his blond hair.He could smell alcohol coming from her mouth. All over where the girls were sat, were piles of bags of crisps and emptied beer cans. This part of the room was starting to smell like the bars that they go to at night."The tray is putting pressure on my nipples Mistress. Can I please take it off??!!" Charles begged.Charles looked as if he was going to cry. The pressure was slowly. I pulled my erected tool and stared shagging it slowly by admiring at her cunt and after a while when I was about to cum, I went close by her thighs and pulled the nighty bit higher and made my cum land near her pussy. It was such a pleasure to watch the cunt which you want to fuck and shagging it. Once I was done, I moved out of the house with the disappointment that I was unable to fuck her and after a day when I was retuning home from the guitar class in the morning.She was sitting on the.