’ This time I lean in and gently kiss your pussy through your panties and ask ‘May I please have the honor of worshipping your pussy my Goddess?�... I hear you moan slightly and say, ‘That’s better, yes you may.’ I lean in and kiss the wet spot on your panties and then slide them over to the side and start to use my tongue on you as you sit on the end of the bed. My tongue slowly starts licking up and down your lips, turning your on slowly and then move up to your clit and start to work on. I walked to the bathroom, hoping that he was enjoying the view of my butt as I walked away from him. I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I sat on the toilet and peed, wiped myself and got up. I went over to the sink and took a washcloth and rinsed off my face. I put a towel and washcloth on the counter for Billy, opened the door and walked back into the bedroom.Billy got up and put the robe on that I had given him earlier in the evening and walked to the bathroom. I smiled at his. Sharing this time together of the balance of the overpowering heat and the soothing ice. Smiles greet each other as we enjoy this and an exchange of softly spoken greetings signal the moment is ours alone. My cool hands run up the path of your cleavage and tenderly massage the muscles in your neck.. Moving on to the areas above your breasts, the neglected areas of your chest that carry the weight of your bosom. The aching they feel is soon soothed by the chilly massage and the power of my grip.. I had a large wardrobe that I had purchased over the years. I was notafraid to go to stores and purchase items for myself. If a cashier gaveme a strange look, I gave them one back. I figured it was none of theirbusiness and what I bought was no concern of theirs. So my spare bedroomwas full of feminine finery, from a dresser full of bras, panties,stockings, pantyhose, slips, camisoles and foundation garments. Thecloset was crammed full of skirts, blouses, dresses, night gowns, eveningwear and.