.I was taking as long as I could to give myself time to pluck up the courage required to do what I knew I was going to. Your breath was deep, your ey...s shut, as I took a great breath and walked my fingers down your belly, past those jeans and finally feeling my fingertips brush your soft pubic hair, watching your hips rise up just a little to meet me.I shuffled in close to you, on my side, while you were on your back, my arm was under you and you pressed your face into me, shyly hiding, as the. Grasping the hands; I pulled the body across the bench so that it was all lying flat on the bench. I removed the rest of her clothes and shoes and now Christine Palmer was as naked as the day she was born; except for the rings on her finger and the pierced earrings. Seeing the lovely icy blue dead flesh lying there so still and available made the lust completely overtake me.My cock was as long and hard as I ever remember it as I pulled down my pants and underwear and lowered myself onto my 2. It was her outfit that impressed Gregg most though. The jacket and skirt seemed to be made in some sort of tapestry material, with a classical pattern woven into it. The skirt was short and the jacket fitted snugly so there wasn't that much cloth but even so it looked to Gregg as though the fabric had been stolen from some European chateau."Do you like the suit?" Victoria's question broke into Gregg's train of thought."Sorry," he said, as the waiter arrived with their drinks. "Was I staring?". I decided to investigate a little bit. I walked around and mingled all the while keeping an eye out for my mystery woman. After about a half an hour of searching, I gave up and headed to the bar. I grabbed a drink and headed to the lobby where it was quiet and peaceful. I sat in a big chair facing the fireplace and looked outside the large bay window at the snow falling. About 15 minutes later, I heard a woman at the front desk asking if I had checked in. I looked to see who it was but.