It became "our thing." He loved looking at my mouth full of his stuff. Loved it when I opened my mouth and gargled with it or blew bubbles with it. An... that, over time, led to me emptying it into his mouth and begging him to do the same, to play with it in his mouth and let me watch, but always, always with my hand on his cock stroking it. It drove him crazy. He would get so turned on he would shake and quiver. This was our game. I would say early on he would cum 2-3 times every morning and. ” Then with a wonderful grin she continued, “You know, it’s really great to be completely bare for a change. With Fred I always wear at least a pair of stockings. I need the stocking top to keep the money I insist he pay me — in advance — for my ... favors.”Barb had heard from the girls about the day Paula had returned home and howled with laughter. Now she laughed again, realizing that the first day’s behavior had been continued. “Can you stay for lunch?” Barb asked. “Won’t Frederick get .... She massaged my head for a good 15 minutes. She finished with my head and started to massage my shoulder, my back. It felt good. She then moved her hand to the front side. She started to massage my chest and nipple area.She touched my nipples and started to rub them, pinch them. She placed her 2 fingers (like a scissor) between my nipples and pressed them. I should tell you, this was such a unique feeling and everyman should experience it once. I started to get hard and my cock started to make. I was already thinking "Lucky sod" when he continued "and I must admit that they fit and feel a lot better than my usual boring cotton Y-fronts". He then passed me his ciggie to share and leant back on the grassy bank. As I smoked his cigarette I noticed that he had slid his hand inside his shorts, smiling to himself as his fingers stroked. "Yea, I bet they do" I heard myself agree (thinking of the occasions when I had slipped on aa pair of my elder sister's panties). I then noticed him slowly.